Interlude: Another Side, Another Story.
G-Force Headquarters Japan: Two Months after the destruction of Skull Island.
While most of Tokyo was a ghost town, and parts of it were blocked off from the public, G-Force itself had somehow managed to survive the destruction, and its HQ still stood high in the skyline, standing out amongst the relatively abandoned area and rubble of buildings, with a good view of Tokyo Tower. And within the depths of the HQ, lay M.O.G.U.E.R.A standing silently in the hanger bay, seemingly staring at a massive battleship with a drill on the front across from it, and the remains of the Super-X3. The mech was not alone however, as four humans were down by its feet, three in one group, and the other fiddling with something on a table. The three were still wearing their dark blue piloting fatigues, and each had a glass filled with whisky, the bottle half empty. Major Akira Yuki regarded his two other companions, a Japanese woman with long dark hair, and an American man with slicked back hair and a bushy moustache, before he turned to M.O.G.U.E.R.A. "Hey big guy, don't know if you know this, but they're shutting us down, all cause we couldn't take down that goddamn oversized crab…. Huh…. what has this world come to?"
"Well Yuki," the woman answered, "I guess you could say that we live in interesting times. I don't know what else to say." She took a quick swig of her drink, before she got up and started rubbing her head from the slight headache she had. Lt Akane Yashiro in all her years on earth had never expected to learn that creatures like Godzilla existed and that one day they would try to reclaim the planet as their own, but here she was now, one third of a crew who piloted a massive machine used to combat those creatures. In a way it felt safer than piloting a Maser Cannon, where they were just ants to the kaiju, and nothing more regardless of their history.
"So," the American grunted, his free hand resting on the hilt of a katana sheathed by his side, "What are you two planning to do? Just sit around? Akane? Yuki? I've been thinking about running for mayor back in NY. Or you know if the fully automated thing doesn't pan out, well I want to pilot that thing as captain." Lt. Douglas Gordon pointed at the battleship, chuckling a bit to himself as he took a huge swig of his drink, draining it all. Yuki and Akane turned back, as they answered their coworker and friend.
"You know….. I'm honestly thinking of retiring at this point… I mean, Godzilla's kid… did you see him? And Mothra's back too. And that spikey dinosaur, an Angilas I think… I don't know…. I'm beginning to think we are all irrelevant now that they're here," Yuki sighed. "I spent so much time hating Godzilla for killing Goro…... and I think I wasted a lot of time. So, I'll enjoy life's small things…. And that's just fine for me. His kid liked me anyway, so I'll leave it up to him and his friends to defend the world. He's avenged his father certainly." Yuki thought back to when he was six years old, remembering the sound of terrible roaring and stomping, and how part of him wished he could do something to stop that beast.
"As for me Mr. Gordon," Akane followed up, looking over at the other man as he yelped in pain from a tool sparking suddenly, "I may just take a desk job here or help Katsura Mafune identify any new creature that surfaces. I don't have any desire to return to the front lines." Akane was only in her 20s when Godzilla resurfaced in 1984, and despite all her bravado in the academy, she couldn't help but tremble in fear at the sight of him. But she knew that one day she would have to face him in battle, so she made herself familiar with each and every weapon that the JSDF used, and quickly working to rise through the ranks of it before it became G-Force, ending with her first deployment being in a Maser Tank. And yet, it was the day where Godzilla died, and despite her fear of him…. she noticed that she was crying. Afterwards, she was finally granted her wish to be behind the controls of a mech, and it was here she met Yuki and Gordon. And yet she remembered how close they came to dying battling Destroyer. Maybe Yuki was right, maybe they were becoming irrelevant.
The three stood silently as all of G-Force, and the heads of Japan's Government and the UN watched the silver-haired man, his black sunglasses keeping his eyes, hidden, his clean-shaven face smiling as he droned on, with the Solstice Technologies logo appearing behind him like he was Jack Frost. "Trust in me when I say that I have a good amount of these Mass-Produced M.O.G.U.E.R.A.S ready to deploy leaders of the free world, oh and G-Force. However, I think that you maybe should consider shutting down your mechs, as it was clear that all M.O.G.U.E.R.A. was to Destroyer was nothing more than a distraction, and the less said about the Super X-3 the better. I mean, we are only human after all so I don't blame them, just the pilots. And I do think your money is better spent on the Neo-Tokyo project right now. I will leave you to think about my proposal, leaders of the free world…Winter out." The screen went black, leaving only the screens of the Government and the UN present, and G-Force standing in silence, even the guy who always ate corn during meetings.
"Well none of that ain't for me," Gordon mumbled as he continued to thumb the hilt of the katana, looking at the kanji on it, "But you do you. Have a nice retirement Yuki, and Akane…. I know you'll do great at naming these things…... cause SpaceGodzilla? Really? Not the name I would've chosen for that freak."
"Well…... I don't blame them for that name Mr. Gordon," the fourth person responded as he walked over, his greying hair and beaming smile complemented by the goggles on his hand, "He is from space after all….and he does look like Godzilla." He smacked Gordon's shoulder playfully, and laughed as he stared at the item he was working on in his hands, a pair of red rimmed glasses with silver lenses. A small crack was running through one of the lenses, and the frame was still showing signs of damage. He sighed sadly and put them away, feeling like there was a long way to go for fixing them.
"Dan," Akane chuckled, "Sometimes I wonder how you think, and how you come to conclusions like that. Ms. Mafune is actually working with others to give him an official name, especially considering what we saw in Tokyo."
"Yeah, talk about a slap to the face," Yuki grunted, "I thought that son of a bitch was done with, but no… of course he came back somehow. Not that it did him any good against Destroyer….. Hell must be freezing over. What's next? Gojira returning? The moon is actually an egg? Or M.O.G.U.E.R.A becomes self-aware?" The group looked up at the mech, which was still silently looking ahead, none noticing the faint glimmer of yellow at this statement. It was then that a fifth person walked into the hanger, a woman clad in black fatigues and with almost short black hair, a grim expression on her face. She walked past them, with Yuki noticing her and following, standing next to her when she stopped.
"Hello Yuki…How are you?"
"Hey Miki….. I'm doing fine…. You want to talk?" Miki Saegusa looked back at Yuki, a very slight smile on her face, before she looked back at the mech. "Since that day… you've been wearing nothing but black…."
"Oh, it's my favorite color, that's all. Junior's really grown, hasn't he?" She clasped her hands together, silently starting to cry as she remembered watching Godzilla melt like a candlestick, his final agonized roar echoing in her ears, and how she had tried one last time to contact him through his thoughts, just to try and to offer some sort of comfort in his final moments. While most of everyone saw him saw him as a mindless beast…even when she first encountered him, she could see that behind his scary and dangerous exterior….. there was a lonely being behind it. "He's so different from his father, and he's so brave….. but I don't understand why he spared SpaceGodzilla. Yuki, I've been getting headaches everyday now…and I have a strange feeling that something isn't right now."
"Your powers? Are they coming back? What do you think is going to happen?"
"It's little by little, but I can hear people's thoughts again. All I know is that whatever will happen, will be something terrible, like nothing we have seen before. I can hear a voice sometimes…and he tries to act like a friend to me…saying he can grant me my deepest wishes and desires….. and yet…... I can tell that he has ill intentions for all of us… all from the tone of his voice… and it scares me…." Yuki finished his drink, and then put his arm around Miki, wondering how the voice she described sounded like, and all that he offered to her…. with thoughts of Goro turning up a G-Force unharmed and alive being his prime thought, while Akane, Gordon, and Dan joined them. In M.O.G.U.E.R.A's central cockpit, the computers suddenly turned on to scan for viruses, like they usually would do, only in this case, the lines of text seemed to be random.
"ANALYZE. WHAT WAS THE CAUSE OF FAILURE IN THE BATTLE AGAINST TITANUS DESTROYER? DATA SUGGESTS THAT DESTROYER HAD A POWER BOOST. POSSIBLE THIRD PARTY INVOLVED. HUMAN ERROR NON-EXSITENT. THIS UNIT SHALL CONTINUE TO ANALYZE THE DATA UNTIL DAY OF SHUTDOWN. END OF LINE." Again, nobody noticed the mech's eyes glowing, nor the signs that the mech was turned on.
The idea of being redundant was a universal idea after all.
Solstice Technologies Warehouse: Location Unknown.
Cameron Winter sat back in his wheeled chair, yawning as he put one gloved hand to his mouth, and watching as his Cyberfly flew in. Granted it was more of a combination between a dragonfly and a scorpion, but he was still workshopping the name. The machine buzzed a bit, before it linked into his computer, showing some of the progress on the M.O.G.U.E.R.A.S. "Hmmmm….. 20 so far? Not bad at all. But we need to make more than 20, tell them to work faster, and maybe just maybe we can make 50 by the time I send them out. Rely this information now." The Cyberfly flew off with the instructions, and Winter walked out of his office, looking at the crates and crates of weapons and bombs, and the men clad in military armor and tactical helmets and visors walking among them. Apex paid him well for these weapons, although he made sure to hide that little fact from peering eyes, something that the Big Cheese also helped him with, albeit in more violent ways than Winter would've liked. Another man was overlooking the warehouse, a much older man than Winter, with greying hair and a goatee, and a sad look in his eyes as he looked at a picture in his hands. There was a younger man with brown hair in the photo, a smiling woman with red hair, and a young girl, all posed in front of a just sold sign. "Jonah, are you feeling nostalgic right now?"
"I can't wait any longer….. I've waited ages for the Promised Day….and when they'll come back to me," Alan Jonah responded with a quiet voice, "But you wouldn't understand what my family means to me Winter. I have done so many terrible things, before they were lost, and right now. This is all for them. I don't expect them to forgive me when I am reunited with them, but Vivian and my little Sophia will be here again. They deserve a second chance, like I got so many years ago." Jonah put the photo away, and started to walk away from Winter, who decided to ask the man another question.
"And tell me, what will you do if it's all for nothing Jonah? Get over their loss?" Jonah turned around and glared at Winter, his eyes burning in fury.
"Do you think when those slow-witted pilots crashed their Super-X into that building, they'd tell me that they were sorry for killing my wife? NO! All she was to them was collateral damage in a battle, and that's it! Do you think when that incompetent judge botched the case of my daughter's murder, that he apologized for letting the murderer go? NO! All they told me was that it was a mistrial, and that I couldn't do anything about it! I cannot just get over their loss Winter, and that's final!" Jonah walked down the stairs to join the rest of his men, while Winter took in the words that Winter said, the anger and the despair of his family's death, and how desperate he looked.
"Tempt not a desperate man. I think William Shakespeare summed it up best," Winter murmured, noticing the telltale eyes of Hedorah appear out of a wall. "Tell me Hedorah, will the Big Cheese actually go through with his deal to Jonah?"
"Oh yes he will," Hedorah answered as he floated around Winter's head, "Provided of course if Jonah follows his orders exactly, which is of course to cause fear and despair through terrorist attacks. You humans are so quick to turn on each other…..and I will not lie….. it is so amusing to watch. And tell me Winter, how do you think you got to where you are today?" The waste spirit then suddenly started to whirl around, until he resembled a smoky version of Winter.
"Okay, fair point," Winter shrugged, "Regardless if you want a status report from me, then I will tell you that-"
"Oh, that's not why I am here Winter boy," Hedorah growled playfully as he grabbed the collar of Winter's long white coat, his distinct red eyes staring into Winter's. "I have a question for you, and don't worry, my master isn't listening in right now. Tell me Winter boy, if the Promised Day somehow fails, what will you do? Don't be surprised if your governments come knocking at your door."
"…..It's fairly easy to make it look like I was forced into making weapons for Apex…. Don't you worry. I always have a plan," Winter replied. "And what about you? I saw what happened to Destroyer, so tell me, is the Big Cheese displeased?"
"Oh that. Well Destoroyah bit off more than It could chew, so yes, he was displeased. Of course, he took it out on Destoroyah. But he could work past that, were it not for Ghidorah's little squeeze Varan failing to recruit the King of Skull Island. Oh don't worry Winter…...he won't take it out on you." Hedorah then let Winter go, and stepped back as Winter walked back to his office, his footsteps echoing throughout the warehouse.
"Believe me Hedorah…... I always watch my back…"
"Very well Winter, I hope that you and I can work well in the future… provided of course if he falls….." Hedorah then flew away from the warehouse, smiling to himself as he imagined a day where the whole Earth was barren and sickly, the ocean was constantly filled with trash sickly green slime, and he sat on a throne with his allies. Provided of course if Bagan's plan did not work out.
Monster Island: Neo's Cave.
Neo sat in silence as he put his hand against some moss on the wall, listening to the strange whispers once again. "What are you telling me? What do you want from me? Hm?"
"Ah, I see you are still trying to figure out why the plants are talking to you my son," Biollante chimed in, Neo listening as she continued on. "Listen closer Neo, and tell me what you hear, I think you are finally starting to develop my own abilities."
"Listen closely? Alright Mom…. I'll try it." Neo's head crest started to glow as he channeled energy into the moss, and the cave seemed to disappear as Neo could see the upper part of the island, and yet he himself could not see his body anywhere. "What is this power? What is going on?"
"The vegetation is your sight my son. It will help you seek out enemies, and warn you of danger. Keep looking Neo…..and use this power." The island seemed to zoom by as he stared around, noticing the ruby red Kamacurai and Ebirah fighting over the corpse of a giant octopus. With another zoom, he could see Leo sleeping peacefully in his cave, and Junior and Anguirus sparring with Mothra.
"I can see…everything…..." The power surged through his body as he looked above the island and into Kong's cave…..which was empty except for the jugs of red berry juice, and a painting of two apes and a smaller ape that Kong had made. Now Junior had left Mothra and Anguirus, who were nuzzling each other, something that made Neo's jaw drop. "THEM? Together? Impossible…...they're not even the same species…."
"Lea." Mothra suddenly spoke while the two nuzzled each other. "That's my name Gurius…. It's Lea. You can call me that if you want… or you can call me Mothra…... whatever you prefer…."
"Well…. Let me think about that…. Hmmm…. Mothra it is," Anguirus responded, as Neo saw Mothra happily chirp while she nuzzled him. Neo's crest stopped glowing as he stepped away from the moss, and he panted heavily, a feeling of nausea coursing throughout his body as he sat back down.
"I need to do this again….. I think this power can really help us. Thanks mom…."
"You are welcome my boy… You are growing stronger and stronger every day. You can defeat Bagan if you keep this up…. I believe in you." Biollante's words gave him comfort as Neo placed his hand against a crystal, absorbing the mana as he replenished himself. And yet, for some reason the words unsettled him as well, for a reason he couldn't explain.
"Hey Neo, you ready for some training?" A shadow covered the light at the entrance of the cave, and Kong stepped in with his axe and chain, causing Neo to rise up and greet the ape. "Gotta be honest here, this mind's eye training or whatever you call it actually has helped me. I feel stronger than ever, and my powers? You've helped me out."
"Yeah Kong, I am very much ready, and I am glad you see the benefits of this type of training," Neo replied, as he walked over to a part of his cave that led into a room that seemed to be made entirely of mirrored crystals, which reflected Kong and Neo as the two sat down in the middle of the room. Another crystal covered the entrance, sealing the room off as the mirrors suddenly started to turn black, and the room seemed to disappear as a starfield lit up around the sitting kaiju. "Now Kong," Neo said as he stood up and turned away, "Think in your mind of anything you have fought in the past, and imagine them right here right now…... like they have come back for revenge, or you did not kill them in battle." Kong closed his eyes, and remembered Ramarak's eyes shining in the night as he watched his minions kill the young ape's parents, and Varan's hissing voice as he manipulated him, and tricked him into joining Bagan. Kong opened his eyes, and in the back of the starfield he could see two shapes emerge from the darkness, a skullcrawler and a massive reptile. Ramarak and Varan were right there…. waiting for him as he stared at them.
"I see them now Neo, and what have you thought of?" Neo listened to Kong as he dug through his memories, along with Godzilla's memories as well, and three kaiju soon formed clearly in his mind. First was Godzilla himself, glaring at Neo with hate as he blasted him repeatedly with a red spiral ray. Next was Battra, whose yellow and red patterned wings stood out from his mostly black and yellow body, and his powerful prism beams blasting at Neo as they fought near a Ferris wheel in Japan. Finally, there was a massive golden three-headed dragon standing tall in the countryside, roaring with a voice that sounded like the ringing of bells, a Bidibidi sound so to speak, a human made version of Ghidorah. Like with Varan and Ramarak, three more shapes emerged from the starfield, Battra, Godzilla, and the human's Ghidorah, and they stood alongside Ramarak and Varan, waiting for Neo and Kong's actions. "Hmmm…. not a bad choice all things considered," Kong muttered as he prepared his axe, and glared at Varan and Ramarak.
"Begin." And thus, the session began as Neo threw himself at the trio he had imagined, and Kong at the duo he had imagined. Kong started to grapple with Ramarak, the skullcrawler wrapping his tail around his arm, while Varan leaped onto Kong's back and started to spray venom in his face. It didn't last long as Kong's free arm managed to pull Ramarak off and quick body slam knocked Varan off. Kong's chain wrapped around Ramarak's neck and bolts of electricity coursed through his body, and Varan glided towards Kong, who prepared to blast him with a thunder ball. Neo however, had a different story. The three just stood there as he punched Godzilla with a crystal encased fist, their stares blank as Godzilla started to grin. Battra latched onto Godzilla's back, and seemed to sink into him, only leaving his wings visible like they had always been attached to Godzilla. Next, Godzilla's arms fell off as Ghidorah's middle head faded into darkness, and Godzilla seemed to step into Ghidorah's body, the wings of him disappearing too, and a frightening new creature stood before Neo. It had Godzilla's head and body, but its arms were that of Ghidorah's two other heads, its legs were that of Ghidorah's, and Battra's wings on its back. The creature then started to fly at Neo, who fired off a corona beam, only to be met with an atomic ray, prism beams, and gravity beams which blasted him back. "What are you?" Neo's arm blades came out and with a quick motion, he fired a crystal into the beast's chest, and sliced off the Ghidorah heads. A quick blast of cosmic energy detonated the crystal, blowing up the chest area. The beast turned around, and started to cackle as the bloody stumps started to regrow instantaneously, and the Ghidorah heads came back good as new. However, the hole was a different story, and Neo saw something that made his heart start to beat rapidly. The hole started to heal as tendrils and sinews whipped around the exposed flesh, and a bulge started to form and elongate, rising out of the chest, until it became clear. Biollante's head was now in the middle of the beast's body, a hungry look on its face as Neo stood still, trying to comprehend what he was seeing. "Mom? No…. No…. This isn't right…."
"Hey Neo! You want to stop?!" Kong's words broke Neo out of his stupor, and he quickly sent some of his cosmic energy into the floor, causing the enemy kaiju to disappear, and for the mirrored room to return. "What's going on? Are you okay" Kong followed Neo out, noticing how troubled he looked. Neo leaned against a crystal, as Kong grabbed his shoulder, and looked at him with concern, "Please tell me what happened Neo. Are you okay?"
"I'm…..fine….I just…. I…." Neo stammered, refusing to look at Kong. "I….. need to rest now…. That's all. We'll train some other time Kong….."
"Alright….. You know, maybe you should come out of here sometime, and talk to Junior." Kong helped Neo up, and sat him down near his crystals, still concerned for him. "I know you don't think you deserve forgiveness, but it might be good for you to spend some time with the others, and I think they will enjoy your presence. Stay safe okay?" Kong then left the cave, and Neo was alone again, thinking of the beast he had seen. Kong's words rang in his head….. and he thought about them more and more every day. One of these days he would leave and talk to Junior. But not now.
"Why did I see you Mom? I don't understand….."
Orochi's Castle, Ancient Japan: Desghidorah vs Daimajin.
Desghidorah looked back at the massive eight-headed dragon, all of his eyes burning in rage as he roared and leaped at the massive silver and gold armored warrior before him, the warrior being Utsuno Ikusagami, a zord that was created when that human warrior Yamato Takeru merged with some stupid silver bird sent down by the gods to help Japan in its time of need. Bolts of fire came out of Orochi's mouths while the zord quickly sliced off one of his heads with a glowing sword, and the two started to grapple with each other. "Tell me, do you think he needs help in dealing with that human scum?" Leader looked at Vicious and Nutcase, who turned away from the other enemy they were facing.
"NO! HE CAN DEAL WITH THAT WHELP HIMSELF!"
"I think that ol'greenface here should be our biggest priority, besides that eight-headed idiot is too angry to tell friend from foe right now, and I very much want to keep my head attached thank you." Desghidorah then turned towards the enemy, looking at him as the two stared at each other, waiting for the other to make a move. Their enemy stood around his height, and was clad head to toe in brown stone armor that resembled that of a samurai, complete with a sword and sheathe. His hands and face however were jade colored, and his piercing red eyes added even more to his scowling face. He was Daimajin, a being awakened by Desghidorah and Orochi's constant destruction of Japan and the slaughter of its people, and he was here to aid Takeru in his quest to slay Orochi.
"You who goes by the name of Desghidorah," Daimajin spoke, his booming voice echoing throughout the valley, "I will give you a chance to surrender right now, and leave with your life intact. If you do not surrender…...then I shall send your damned soul to Zenith." Desghidorah pondered for a few minutes, before all three heads responded back.
"With the power of my master…YOU WILL JOIN THEM IN EXTINCTION!" Desghidorah then stomped onto the ground, sending a wave of explosions at Daimajin which tossed the deity into the air, followed by Desghidorah flying up and divebombing into him, creating a crater as the two crashed into the ground. All three of his heads then bit into Daimajin, only to find a fist flying at Leader which stunned him briefly, and then he was sent backwards as mystic energy burst out of an explosive wave from Daimajin's body. Desghdiroah got back up before he charged towards Daimajin, Vicious and Nutcase firing crimson bolts and Leader firing out a flame blast all of which hit Daimajin's outstretched hands, moving the stone warrior back. Elsewhere, another of Orochi's heads went flying due to another sword slash from the Zord, an Orochi continued his furious assault, wrapping two of his heads around the arms of Ikusagami. Desghidorah growled to himself as he leaped into Daimajin and grabbed him with his claws, lifting him up to the sky. Ghidorah was Bagan's first creation, and it showed in not only his looks, but also his great speed and power, something that Desghidorah lacked. It was then that Daimajin finally unsheathed his sword, and a quick stab caused Desghidorah to drop Daimajin, who landed on his feet. Desghidorah then rained bolts of crimson lighting from above, all of which Daimajin absorbed into himself, some of his stone armor cracking from the energy. There was a pained expression on his face as the beams blasted him, and soon he started to buckle as more and more came down. "WHAT'S THE MATTER?! CAN"T TAKE IT?! HAVE SOME MMMMMOOOOOOORRRREEEEE!" Desghidorah quickly landed and stopped his volley, watching as Daimajin collapsed to one knee, and then blasted him even more with the same bolts. Then a cry from Orochi broke his concentration, and the turned around to see Ikusagami flying in the air with two golden wings and a few of Orochi's heads being blasted off by beams of light from the zord.
"Now you see the folly of your ways." Desghidorah turned back to where the voice came from, and was met by several punches to his middle head, and a blast of fire from Daimajin's eyes. "Orochi's fury and lust for power have led him to his fate," Daimajin continued as Desghidorah tried to strike him again with his heads, which the guardian dodged easily as he whipped out his sword again, and held it up to the red moon in the sky, as it started to glow a light soft blue. "NOW MEET YOUR OWN FATE!" Desghidorah charged once again, and time stopped as he watched Daimajin swing the sword in a curve, and he could feel the blade sink into his flesh, and blood spurt out, followed by a burst of blue energy as he went flying back into Orochi's castle, the massive fortress collapsing on top of him and burying him. Before he fainted alongside Leader and Nutcase, Vicious peeked out from the rubble, and saw Daimajin join Ikusagami, both looking at the fallen Orochi, and quivered in fear, knowing he had failed his mission.
The Dark World: Three Months after the Destruction of Skull Island.
Desghidorah often thought of his biggest failure, as it was something that could not easily be forgotten. He had gone over the scenario multiple times in his mind, thinking of all that he could've done differently. Perhaps he should've taken Orochi right to Bagan, instead of staying to help him take down Yamato and the armies of humans who refused to bow down to Orochi's rule. Maybe he should've destroyed the stone statue, instead of leaving it be, meaning that Daimajin wouldn't have been able to interfere with the battle. Or hell, maybe he shouldn't have volunteered to recruit Orochi in the first place.
Ghidorah was everything he wasn't anyway.
Ghidorah was a very beautiful dragon, with rich smooth golden scales, and a nice lean body with two massive wings. What was Desghidorah? Nothing more than a twisted parody of Ghidorah, with ugly red and black scales that just seemed to be roughly designed, and a horrible four-legged body that was almost fat, and two batlike wings that made him look pathetic. He was slower and weaker, and at times, he felt like he had a low IQ as well, something that Bagan constantly reminded him of.
"No more."
He was quite tired of all of this, tired of always being treated like he was a mistake. Bagan had made him in an attempt to create a second Ghidorah to help him, and what did he get? He got Desghidorah. Just nothing more than a waste of time and energy.
"He underestimates me."
Contacting Leo was done to help confirm a theory he had about where those Earth Defenders were hiding. Mothra had put up some sort of shield to protect them from Bagan and any other of his Acolytes. And now…..he knew where they were. Desghdorah grinned as he kept the information to himself, feeling like know was his chance…..
His chance to show Bagan he wasn't a mistake after all.
His chance to show Ghidorah why he should never be trifled with.
His chance to show himself that he could do something right.
His plan was perfect now. They would do anything for Leo.
"It's time."
Okinawa Japan.
In the depths of a massive cave next to the ancestral home of the Azumi clan….King Caesar began to stir.
Author's Note: Hey everyone I'm back. I am really sorry for how long it takes these chapters to come out, and this one took me a good while as I got hit with writer's block while writing the Desghidorah fight. I do want to make one thing clear though, the humans at best won't appear that often, as this is mainly a story about the Kaiju themselves, and so it is they who are the main characters. I did choose some humans I do like, although Dan himself is an interesting case of a human character. Wings of Demise will begin next chapter, although I am taking a short break as I feel like I need one, and I need to rest my mind before I start writing, lest I forget important details. Anyway, here is the voice cast, with some new additions.
Johnny Yong Bosch as Godzilla Jr (adult and teen).
Dan Southworth as Neozilla/SpaceGodzilla.
Sumalee Montano as Mothra.
Matthew Mercer as Anguirus.
Yuri Lowenthal as Mothra Leo.
Steve Blum as Kong.
Sigourney Weaver as Biollante.
James Sie as King Caesar.
Marc Diarson as Godzilla.
Quinton Flynn as Rodan.
David Gallagher as Battra.
Phil LaMarr as Baragurius.
Richard Epcar as Bōryu.
Travis Willingham as Kong's Father.
Laura Bailey as Kong's Mother.
Cate Blanchett as Gigamoth/Mothra Gaia.
Sean Astin as Baragon.
John Rhys-Davies as Gorosaurus.
Viggo Morteson as Gomora.
Mae Whitman as Moll.
Lara Jay Miller as Lora.
Grey Griffith as Belvera.
Greg Baldwin as Daimajin
Fred Tatasciore as Destoroyah.
Charlie Adler as Varan.
Willem Dafoe (Leader), Dave Wittenberg (Nutcase), and Kevin Michael Richardson (Vicious) as Desghidorah.
James Woods as Dagahra.
Spike Spencer as Deutalios.
James Patrick Stuart as Gigan.
Patrick Seitz as Grand-King Ghidorah.
Tony Jay as Bagan.
James Earl Jones as Gojira (Godzilla 1954).
Angela Basset as Godzilla Earth.
Nathan Lane as Ebirah.
Tim Curry as Hedorah.
Patrick Warburton as Megalon.
Robert Englund as Gabara.
Cathy Weseluck as Godzilla Jr (child).
Stephanie Nadolny as Kong (child).
Veronica Taylor as Anguirus (child).
Jim Ward as M.O.G.U.E.R.A.
Gregg Berger as G.O.R.T.
Jeffery Dean Morgan as Gaira.
Nika Futterman as Lilith (female MUTO).
Daran Norris as Nimrod (male MUTO).
Eartha Kitt as Megagurius.
Brian Drummond as Zilla.
Dee Bradley Baker as Gezora.
Robert Axelrod as Ultraman/Kaiser Belial (Vision).
Mark Hamill as Baltan Seijin.
Kerrigan Mahan as Griffonrzer/Goldar.
Goji73 as Shadow of RED.
Kaiji Tang as Akira Yuki.
Colleen Clinkenbeard as Akane Yashiro.
Don Frye as Douglas Gordon.
Skip Stellrecht as Dan.
Carrie Kernanen as Miki Saegusa.
DC Douglas as Cameron Winter.
Charles Dance as Alan Jonah.
Next time, Part 3 begins, and now our heroes must face Desghidorah, or perish to his might. And what will happen with Leo and Junior? And will Neo ever interact with the others on the island? And what of King Caesar?
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