When Worlds Collide (Original Version)

by Duchess Gummybuns

Godzilla, depressed and isolated, despises his role as the Savior of the Universe and King of the Monsters. His attitude will have to change when a mysterious time rift causes the past to overlap into the present, spilling out all kinds of alien and monster activity. With the fate of the world on his shoulders, Godzilla must lead the Earth Defenders into the fight of their lives.

10. This chapter lacks any plot I don't even

Monster Island- 4:47 PM

20 Days Remain

The humans have these things called "songs". They're a concoction of sound done in such a way that it sounds perfect. There are "bands" that make these songs.

And, right now, if I had to pick a song as my theme, it would be Don't Stop Me Now.

That little escapade ten nights nine nights ago opened me up a lot. I've been hanging with Baragon a lot more often. Especially during the day. We talk and talk about a lot of things. I'm becoming more social. That's a big step for me. No, it's a huge step. A great big one. For once, I feel amazing. Like I could take on anything. I mean, I know that we're not technically...y'know...but I still feel great because we're getting close. And I can feel that we are getting closer every day. Jeez, this adventure epic is sounding more and more like a damn romance novel with special guest star Big Ass War.

Speaking of big adventures, there hasn't been any new signs of an attack, still. It's downright suspicious now. Like, real suspicious. I think my little hypothesis about everyone working together is coming true, and if that actually is the case, then we're all screwed. Period. Even if us "good" monsters work together, we wont stand a chance against every single fucking thing out there in the cosmos that's out to get us. Why the hell do aliens come to Earth, of all places? There's plenty of other planets out there, and it's not because we're the only monsters out there. That's not true. If there's monsters from space that come out to kill us, it's obvious there are others. Or something. You get the point.

I, uh...I don't know what else to talk about. Nothing eventful happened today. Nothing at all. Nothing's happened for a while.

Except that I've been hanging out with Baragon. I'm not even gonna start. I seem to talk about him a lot. I guess I like him that much, and I think he's noticed. Obviously. He's told me that I've occasionally (read: often) shy away whenever personal topics come up, like, y'know, feelings. I've been also told I...

ugh

Blush. How can I even blush? I have scales, not skin. You can't see veins and shit like you do with those soft-skinned humans.

Great. Yep. Here I am, going off about Baragon and how I'm a total nerd.

I didn't even have to talk. This is just a short update of how things are going. You could have easily skipped this part and not missed a thing.

I'm feeling a bit woozy, now. And my chest is hurting like hell again. The fuck's up with that? It's like a searing hot pain. I'll go away eventually, right?

...right?