Mothra sat upon the soft sands of the shore boarding Tokyo Bay, observing the dark city and listening to the distant explosions caused by Rodan's manipulated rampage. By now, two hours elapsed after Mothra had finished her tiresome oceanic trek after the battle she experienced with Gigan far out at sea. As the insect deity calmed her mind, and could hear the soft voices of the Shobijin, echoing in the distance, they were singing the proud melody that gave their honorable insect strength.

"Mahala…Mahala Mosura

Tama…Tama Mosura

Laban, Guerra labana

Mahala…Mahala Mosura

Tama…Tama Mosura!"

As the song echoed away, energy dimly streaked through Mothra's wings and she could feel strength building up with in them. The insect fanned the multi-colored appendages, allowing her body to lift off from the dusty sand, throwing dirt into the air as her wings stirred up gale-force winds. Once Mothra was in the air and flying, she swooped high above the cityscape and could see the winged reptile, Rodan, destroying edifice after edifice several hundred meters away. Fires and smoke flared into the air, leaving the sky in a cluttered mess of black opaqueness. Mothra noticed that every few moments, a bolt of lightning flashed down from the clouds in the vicinity that Rodan was rampaging in. With great speed, the insect darted even higher above her nemesis and began to shed shimmering scales from her glowing gossamer wings. As the cloud of shimmering gold powder sunk toward the surface of the ground, Rodan squawked with perplexity, wondering where the mysterious material was coming from, he tried escaping but there were scales everywhere. Quickly, Mothra sought shelter behind a skyscraper, hoping that her plan would come true.

Suddenly, the clouds began to flash, seconds later, several lightning bolts cascaded down upon Rodan's location. The solarized heat reacted with the scales, forcing a gigantic explosion to erupt, sending flames searing through the moist, nightly air. The explosive fire cast an eerie flash of light upon the city, revealing every shadow that crept with in it. As the tumultuous explosions continued, Rodan's smoking body was thrown onto the ground violently, sending quakes into the earth below. The pteranodon groaned as burns from the explosion on his skin continued to sizzle.

Mothra screeched triumphantly and flew low near the cloud of smoke and dust that covered Rodan's injured body. The odor of burnt skin stabbed at Mothra's senses and made her literally cringe--she was aware of the extent of Rodan's injuries. As she hovered even closer, waiting for her foe, a gust of wind wafted through the cloud, followed by Rodan who ripped himself out of the debris below. Surprised, Mothra was unable to move, giving Rodan the chance to plow right into her body. As Mothra tumbled backwards, her wings glazed the dusty ground, stirring up clouds of dust as she fought to regain her flight. She could hear Rodan's frightful battle cries as he streaked high above the city, waiting for Mothra to attack.

Mothra streaked back up into the polluted air and screeched angrily while she approached Rodan. The two titans' giant wings slammed into each other, creating a loud fluttering noise that echoed off from distant buildings. Mothra was surprised at Rodan's size, he was almost as large as she was, however her wings extended past his yet a few dozen meters. As the insect was distracted with her enemy's size, Rodan lunged his beak directly at Mothra's wing, tearing pieces of the beautiful gossamer away as the sharp appendage pierced right through the material. The insect wailed in terrible agony as she watched pieces of her beautiful wing rain into the dust clouds that loomed below. Out of anger, Mothra lunged forward and dove right into Rodan's chest, tossing him into the building that stood behind him. The primitive materials in the edifice shattered under Rodan's weight and fell upon him as he hit the ground roughly. After a quaking crash of debris, Rodan's body was buried underneath tons of wreckage…..Mothra soared high above the battle site in the wafting clouds of smoke, waiting for her foe to rise once again.

Commander Aso smiled as he greeted Professor Sahra Ward and Dr. Frances Okayama into his office. The air in the room felt very thin, due to all the stress that was stabbing at everybody from the recent Xilian and kaiju threat. He looked up to Sahra for assistance, since she was the only one with the knowledge of a hopeful advantage.

"Have you found anything yet?" asked Aso, with a tad bit of impatience in his voice.

"Yes, we discovered how to disrupt the control the Xilians have over Rodan." Okayama said as she glanced at Sahra, hoping that the Psychic did not notice Aso's rashness.

"As I previously told you on the phone, the Xilians are controlling the kaiju through telepathic waves that originate from the M-Base they have in their cells." began Sahra as she turned on the television screen in the dark corner of the room, revealing Xilian and kaiju statistics, "most kaiju--excluding Mothra, Modra, Battra, and Godzilla have M-Base in their cells. This telepathic enhancer allows the Xilians to manipulate them."

"Is there a way we can break their control over the kaiju?" asked Aso as he shifted in his seat.

"We believe so." Sahra brought up a diagram on the screen of a Psychic's brain, "a new base has been discovered in the cells of Psychics, it is what gives us our psychic abilities. We named it T-Base. In Xilians and Mutants, we found a small amount of T-Base, however, Psychics have a large amount of it. The M-Base levels in Psychics however is lower than that of Mutants and Xilians."

"And?" questioned Aso.

"Kaiju including Rodan has equal levels of M-Base and T-Base, however, the M-Base trait overpowers the T-Base because the monsters' minds aren't developed enough to use psychic powers. If some Psychics are allowed to use their powers, we can encase the kaiju's minds with in a telepathic shield, breaking the Xilian link." explained Sahra while taking a deep breath.

"I never thought that I would be putting this country in the care of Psychics." grumbled Aso as he turned away with frustration.

"It is the only option we have!" blared Okayama in her usual over-reactive voice.

"We are offering to help you." interjected Sahra as she placed her hand on Aso's in an act of friendship. Aso glanced at her with surprise flushed in his face.

"Very well, prepare to do your….thing in fifteen minutes." Aso said somberly as he got out of his chair and left the room somewhat rudely, leaving Sahra and Frances sitting in awkward silence.

Mothra and Rodan flew at unimaginable speeds and slammed into each other's bodies high in the air, releasing loud thuds each time their bodies collided. Rodan soared through the smoke clouds and dove over nearby buildings. Their contents crumbled under the sheer force of Rodan's violent sonic booms. As he swooped toward Mothra, she used her acrobatic skills and evaded the destructive waves that the angered reptile emitted. While Rodan was flying near the insect, Mothra lunged forward and latched her mandibles onto the edge of Rodan's wing, and began to tug at it. Rodan turned around and squealed in agony, he could feel his dark red blood seeping from the bite wound. Mothra cringed as the bodily fluid dripped into her mandibles, the burning sensation forced her to release the squawking kaiju.

Rodan swung his body around and squalled at Mothra once again, but this time it was out of fitful anger. Mothra responded with her own agitated screech, and her eyes were glowing brightly, which displayed just how angry she actually was. Suddenly, the deity's multi-faceted eyes concentrated on Rodan's cranial horns, which began to flash intensely. Purple hued energy crackled through them as the pteranodon slowly opened his beak, revealing a glowing purple sphere of energy at the back of his tongue. Mothra chirped out of curiosity as to what Rodan was doing, and didn't think twice. After assuming enough energy, Rodan threw his head forward and released a spiraling ray of pulsating energy which surged toward Mothra. With out enough time to evade the destructive blast, Mothra braced herself and covered her body with her dust-covered wings. When the ray lanced into her carapace, the insect wailed in pain as she could feel the scales on her wings literally burning. Rodan continued to increase the amount of power surging through his blast, causing Mothra's scales to glow a bright crimson color from the immense heat the they were containing. Mothra cringed as the burning sensation increased through her entire body, it felt like she was being burned alive, and the scales which contained the heat were not helping the situation. Suddenly, the insect could hear the song of the Shobijin echoing through her mind. As she listened, it was as if all time stopped, all that existed in the moment was both herself and her fairies.

"Mosura ya Mosura

Doungan Kasakuyan

Indo muu

Rusuto uiraadoa

Hamba hambamuyan

Randa Banuradon

Tounjukanraa

Kasaku yaamnu!"

As the gentle voices of the Shobijin echoed away in that amount of time, Rodan had managed to subside the usage of his breath weapon. Mothra's wings were glowing so brightly, that they cast an eerie red glow upon her nemesis. Slowly, Mothra unfurled her wings and began to flap them faster and faster until the red hued scales began to travel on the rough currents of wind toward Rodan. The reptile's eyes widened, he knew that the scales would be painful if they touched his skin, or even if he ignited them with his energy ray. So, in defense of himself, Rodan began to flap his wings as well, sending air currents that stopped the scale cloud. As both kaiju began to fan their wings at an even higher speed, attempting to overpower each other, the scales in between them began to spiral and twirl into an almost tornado-like shape. After enough wind speed was built up, a sizzling cloud of crimson scales and dust swirled hundreds of feet above and below Mothra and Rodan. The red glow was so luminescent, that it illuminated the thick clouds in the sky, casting a hellish aura upon the city below.

Rodan squawked angrily and continued to fan his wings almost psychotically. Whatever amount of wind power he produced, Mothra easily matched it. Mothra also began to grow angry and impatient when she discovered that Rodan would not fire his beam, she had to continue her strenuous flapping until something would eventually stop them, whether it be fatigue, or something far worse.

Bright flashes of light in the clouds caught Mothra's attention and she found a moment to glance upward. Bolts of lightning surfed across the clouds as the scale tornado began to interfere with the weather patterns above, causing the clouds to amalgamate and spiral ominously. Mothra then turned her gaze back onto the fiery vortex that separated her from Rodan.

"If you won't cause the vortex to ignite, then Gaia will!" cried Mothra as a twisting bolt of lightning came cascading down from the sky and into the center of the maelstrom. Rodan's eyes flashed fearfully as he saw the lightning igniting the already burning scales, causing a chain reaction of small explosions to occur at the base of the tornado which worked their way upwards. Seconds later, when the explosions surged up the vortex completely, a huge explosion erupted, sending a shockwave of energy and super heated particles slamming into Mothra and Rodan, flinging them into the desolate city below. From the sheer force of the impacts, pillars of dust streaked into the air, hiding both kaiju from all sight.

Sahra stood on the roof of the G-Force building, gasping nervously at the dynamic event that took place between the warring kaiju. Commander Aso, who stood right next to her had this mouth dropped open in surprise.

"I'm not funding anything for that part of the city that was just leveled." he joked angrily with a hint of fear in his voice.

Disregarding Aso's immature comment, Sahra nodded, signaling him that she was beginning the process of setting up a mental barrier around Rodan's mind. The young Psychic extended her hand and reached out toward the direction in which Rodan was buried. Gently, she closed her eyes and opened her mind, allowing her mental patterns to touch Rodan's mind. As she entered the kaiju's mind, all she could discern was a wreath of fire and molten rock. Smoke was billowing in the air and rivers of lava were streaming from the summit of an active volcano.

"Rodan's past." noted Sahra as she glanced downward and saw another Rodan writhing in agony as it slowly was burning in the fires below. Sahra felt a deep sympathy for the poor dying creature, and could feel its painful emotions. Before she nearly wept, the mental image faded and a new one appeared. Sahra found herself in a laboratory staring through a glass container full of some sort of bio-regenerative liquid. Peculiar looking people could be seen far below, near desks, observing her every move. Again, the image switched, this time, a demonic face was laughing at her. It wasn't the only face in this image, the faces of Donny and Torbysnief could be seen in the background, they were lying on the ground, and appeared to be injured.

"Donny!" cried Sahra in a panic, "Rodan…let your mind be free of the Xilians!"

Suddenly, the images of Rodan's mind diminished and Sahra found herself standing next to Commander Aso again.

"What happened, did it work?" asked Aso in a grudging manner.

Sahra did not answer, instead, she just focused her attention upon the pile of rubble which Rodan was buried under. As the pteranodon emerged from the debris, he glanced around cluelessly and just sat in the same spot motionless and docile.

"Yes it worked, but while I established a barrier, I felt something else…no I saw something else.." muttered Sahra as her voice grew rigid.

"What?"

"I saw Rodan's past, this Rodan was one of the two that was burnt alive fifty years ago in Kyushu. The Xilians obtained a small fragment of its DNA from its charred remains and regenerated it. But that is not all…I believe I had a vision of what has been happening on Batan Island. I saw an image of an Xilian, most likely their leader, laughing demonically, then I saw Donny and an old man lying on the ground injured." Sahra explained as her voice grew fearful.

Aso remained silent and felt his heart knot in his throat. He could only imagine what was going on down at Batan Island. He had one positive thought though, at least there was a successful weapon against the Xilians.