(Presumably) Alien Ship
Don't you love it when you think everything is gonna be all well and dandy, and then someone has to fuck up your shit?
I totally adore it. I adore it so much I want to punch someone in the face for making things worse.
"Hey, uh, robot guy?"
"..."
Nothing.
"Hello?"
"..."
Still nothing. I haven't even asked him a question today. What the hell could be going on?
"Ah...yes..." A voice said. It wasn't the robot. It wasn't mechanical-sounding. It was...It sounded like pure evil, if that makes sense."
"The fuck are you?" I asked, considering I couldn't see shit.
"Who I am doesn't concern you, Godzilla. What does concern you is that the...'aliens', as you call them...know what's been happening. They don't speak our language, no...but they could tell that you and our robot friend have been making an alliance, and we don't like that. Sure, if you were joining us, we'd be glad, but since he was joining you, someone had to take action..."
"Are you fucking me?"
"As much as I would love to, no I'm not."
"What about Granddad? Did you hurt him? And what about my Dad? Where's he?"
"Your Granddad is fine, trust me, and your dad will just be arriving to this party...late."
"Don't you even fucking touch them."
"Feisty little shit, aren't you? Heheheheh...Don't worry, they'll be fine. But your fate, however, I'm not so sure will be fine."
"What do you mean? I swear to god, I'll get my ass out of here, and when I do, I'll rip your-"
"Oh, please. You can try and try to get out of those restraints, but those badboys can take quite the beating. You could try to use your little blue spark you call atomic breath, but that seems to just give you chest pains."
"You did this, didn't you? You put me in here and made my chest pains worse. You isolated me. You want to torture me, don't you? Well, go ahead. I get bombarded by lasers, and missiles, and pointy objects every single damn day. It won't hurt me."
"Oh, that is absolutely precious! You think I put you here? No, no, no, no, no, no, no...I'm just here to hurt you. The Xillians, the Millennians, the guys from Black Hole Planet Three, etc...Those guys, THOSE GUYS are holding you captive. Not me. I think it's time you knew, considering you're helpless at the moment."
"Quit monologuing and just kill me already."
"Why should I? What's the point? We're not even at that step in the plan."
"A plan? Pfft. Like that's gonna work."
"Yeah, I'll admit these bozos think they always have a master plan when it goes downhill quick, but it's because of you turds. You radioactive turds. All we need to do is take the King of the Monsters away, and our plan will go perfectly."
"Why not tell me the plan if it's so great?"
"Heh...Not telling you is half the fun. That, and maybe if we keep our mouths shut, we'll get somewhere."
"You won't win. You all never win. The aliens try and try, but you all never win."
"Hah...before, yes. Now, it's the present. We changed our ways. We're not just plain evil anymore. We're downright sinister. And if you think you'll stop us, think again, you radioactive piece of shit. Let me shine the light on things for you."
And with that, a bright light was produced from somewhere. I couldn't shield my eyes with my hands because they were strapped, so I closed them. It took a few minutes to adjust to the light, but now I could see my surroundings. I was in a small room. It was all shiny and stuff. There were three circular hatches on the wall in front of me, all lined up horizontally, with the middle one being the biggest. There was no light source from what I could see, so I guess it's alien technology.
"Well," the voice continued, as the source was not in the room, "take a good look at the room. It's not much, but...heheheh...And why not take a good look at yourself!"
I looked down to see metal. I wasn't strapped to something. I was strapped into something. This something covered my body from the neck down, tail included. It was like a suit of metal, but I couldn't move in it. I saw some tubes stick out from my sides, but because I was stuck in a standing position I couldn't turn around to see where the tubes led to. On my chest was a weird blue thing that glowed every time I breathed out.
"Look at you! You look shocked! Hah! This is great! Oh, my god! I have never seen you so helpless and confused in my life! HAHAHAHHAH...Ah...yeah...Woo!...Alright, alright..."
"What the hell is this!? What the hell did you do to me?"
"I didn't do this, remember? They should really call you King of the Dumbasses."
"YOU SONUVAFFFUUUCKOW!" I tried to do atomic breath, but it just hurt a lot, and the blue glowy thing glowed brighter.
"HAHAHAH! THAT IS COMEDY GOLD! OH MY GOD! I CANNOT BREATHE! YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T USE YOUR BREATH, BUT YOU TRIED ANYWAY! HAHAH LOOK AT YOUR STUPID FACE! IT'S...IT'S...It's fucking priceless! Hahahah...woo...hah...hahahah!...woo, boy...okay...okay...woo!...But seriously, did ya think it would work this time?"
"Y...you...motherf-fucker...ow..."
"Well, I pissed you off long enough today. I'll be nice. Here! Have a surprise! It's a blast from the past, and I know you wanted to see it..."
I felt a little happy, despite the pain. Am I gonna get to see my Pops?
Wait...he's a bad guy...this is probably a trick...
The big hatch opened, and there was nothing there. Then there was a faint buzzing sound.
"No," I said. I think I knew what it was.
It got louder.
"No. You..you didn't..."
The buzzing was louder and annoying. Then, out came a million of these little insects. These were the ones I tried to kill years ago when Megaguirus went and-
OH NO.
Next thing I saw was Megaguirus. Or maybe it was just one of those queen bugs. No, no, it was Megaguirus. She was the only one to mutate with my blood...
"YOU MOTHER FU-"
That was the last thing I got out before I blacked out.