Prompt: "I thought you were dead" - Rodan x King Ghidorah - Kaiju version

Rodan didn't know what he was doing there. He didn't like that place for many reasons. It was too cold, it wasn't his habitat, the more time he spent there, the more he wished he was back home on his warm volcano. But also because…

He had been there. For thousands of years. Locked away into a giant piece of ice.

He had been freed just a while ago but now… He was gone.

Rodan felt stupid standing in the middle of the broken glacier, the cold wind hitting his face with small snowflakes melting on his hardened skin.

Why was he there? There was nothing there for him! Ghidorah was gone! The king made sure of it…

Rodan could hide it in front of said king, but now that he was all alone, he didn't need to do it anymore. It hurt, a lot. To have someone you loved back only to have them taken away from you once again.

Something brought Rodan back to reality as he seemed to see something shine golden. Could it be…? He turned around and noticed the same shine on the corner of his eye. But no… It wasn't Ghidorah… It was just a golden scale. It was stuck to ice, probably left by the false king once he left that ice block.

Rodan stared at it for a second. Beside the destruction, nothing more seemed to mark the presence of the golden alien, except that little scale. The fire titan wondered if he should take it with him… Or if it was best to just forget about him…

"Rodan…"

The fire bird stopped. Were his ears playing tricks on him now? That voice, calling his name… It sent shivers down his spine – but it was probably just the cold wings. Maybe he had spent too much time on the cold, it was best to go back.

He turned around and opened his wings.

"Don't go…"

Rodan stopped, as if frozen. It wasn't a command, but still, he acted as if it was one.

"Rodan…"

Again, his name. Part of him started having hope, a type of hope he hadn't felt in a really long time. And it was stronger than his rational brain.

Rodan turned and walked around the broken pieces of ice, believing that was the direction he needed to go.

And then he stopped, when seeing two red eyes staring at him, deep, strong, as if they could see inside his soul.

Rodan couldn't believe his eyes, he hopped closer carefully, as if any movement could make the three headed creature disappear like a mirage. Mirages probably couldn't even happen in cold places…

Ghidorah didn't move, he just stood there, tiredly staring at him.

He was in terrible state, practically lying on the cold ground, body covered in gashes that bled into the white ice and snow; patches of scales were missing, some were scarred by the king's fire and deep wounds were open to the cold air. Only one head was standing, the right one; the left one seemed to be regenerating slowly; while the middle one was nowhere to be found, the neck fallen in a pool of blood between the other too.

It was a pitiful vision. And it hurt the fire titan.

Rodan got closer and stopped when the golden monster moved. Ghidorah moved slowly, painfully slowly, wincing here and there as he weakly raised his wings, one was almost totally destroyed while the other was just slightly scarred and cut, with one claw definitely broken. Rodan himself winced at the image, instinctively taking a step back.

"Don't run away from me…" Ni said, softly. And, once again, he wasn't commanding, he was just asked.

Rodan felt the desperation on Ni's voice. He had never heard such coming from him. It seemed to resonate with Rodan's own desperation.

The smaller titan moved closer to the other with fast steps, ignoring the fact that walking was weird for him. When he noticed, he was looking up at the right head. He could feel the energy and the heat irradiating from within Ghidorah, one heart beating strong, and another very faint – Rodan wondered if there was another one, but if it existed, it didn't beat at the moment.

Ni leaned down to him and he seemed hesitant. Rodan couldn't help but feel unsure about it, the Ghidorah he knew would never hesitate like that…

A low rumble shook Ni's neck and he pressed against the smaller titan.

That was when Rodan finally noticed… It was real. He was real. Rodan would recognize that touch anywhere. Ghidorah was right there, in front of him, broken, destroyed, but he was there. Alive.

Rodan pressed his beak against Ni's neck with desperation, more feeling than seeing the large, broken wings that slowly wrapped around him, keeping him locked in a golden cage that he had no intentions of leaving. For a second, it was like they were the only ones in the world.

Small and weak whimpers escaped Rodan as he tried to find out what to say, nuzzling Ni's neck as if he wanted to become one with it. He barely remembered the many wounds that covered the alien's body, but if he did accidentally hit one of them, Ni didn't complain.

"I thought you were dead…" Rodan finally found his voice, it was soft and weak, being almost lost in the cold wind.

"No…" Ni let out a long, deep rumble, nuzzling Rodan as if there was no tomorrow. "Not yet…"

Rodan didn't know what he meant by that, but he decided not to think about it for the meantime. He only focused on the fact that he could feel Ghidorah's form against his and how happy he felt when being surrounded by those golden wings.