The Mothership
I couldn't believe it myself, either.
The man who spawned my...er...coughboyfriendcough...Imeancomrade. Yes, comrade. Comrade. The man who spawned my comrade...The man, the myth, the legend...The guy who was tough as nails but had a goddam heart of gold...Godzilla III...This man, who was lost in all this, made his way to the battle, and he looked like he was ready to kick ass.
He even cracked his knuckles in that toughguy sort of way.
"Let me get this straight," he said. "You all are beatin' each other up in a really big fight, and nobody invited me? I think it's time for me to open a can of wh-...Wait. Is that...Biollante? I thought I killed you...and...SpaceGodzilla, too? What? King Ghidorah!? You died a few years ago! What is going o...M-Mothra? Are you kidding me? You little shits! I pounded you all just a few years ago! How did you all come back!?" He looked towards me. "...I take it that the horned piece of turd on the ground is an ally? Dude, you don't look good, and I've seen shit."
"G-Godzilla!..er.." Mothra paused for a moment. "...Well, I can't really call you that. We already have a Godzilla...and a Goji...and and 'Granddad'..."
"Granddad? My old man? I call Dad that to my little Junior...Wait, wait, wait...Mothra, you look different. Less like a poofy cheeseball. You get a trim or something?"
"We'll talk later, just help us out!"
"Who am I attacking?"
"Destoroyah, King Ghidorah, SpaceGodzilla, and Biollante."
"Destoroyah? Who's he?"
"The crab demon." When she said that, Destoroyah yelled out a 'Heey!'
"Wait, why should I trust you, the one who-"
"I said I'll tell you later, just help us."
"Alright, alright...Jesus..." He walked over to the fight and everything resumed. Funny how they all stop just to let G-Man (yes, I'm calling him that) get filled in on the action. At least they aliens respect his need of knowing.
With G-Man in the mix, our side's winning, it seems. Before Ghidorah got a chance to fly high above everyone, G-Man stepped on his tails, grabbed both of them, pulled Ghidorah down, and began strangling the shit out of him. All three of his necks. In one giant chokehold. Ghidorah struggled to remove G-Man from the grip, but then the three-headed dork was met with a knee right where the sun doesn't shine. Ouch. He flopped to the floor, writhing in pain, trying to protect his..erm...special spot...but his left head was flailing around and his right head was saying 'I told you so' to the middle.
G-Man turned now to Biollante, who was trying to get way from him, but since her four tendrils have been ripped off of her, she can't move. G-Man went right for the glowy thing in her gut. He ripped away at the plant covering trying to reach the strange orange-yellow object. Biollante was going to do her mouth-pick-up thing, but G-Man's dorsal spikes were glowing, slowly charging. As soon as she had his torso in her mouth, she realized what as gonna happen way too late. I closed my ayes at this, but when I opened them, all that remained of Biollante was a couple vines and a bunch of goop.
"Just as easy as it was the first time," he remarked.
SpaceGodzilla floated out of the room, probably rememebering how what happened to him last time or something. The hatch closed just before Destoroyah could get out.
Perfect.
"W-Wait!" he yelled, trying to pry the hatch open. "Guys! You forgot about me!"
"Ahem," G-Man coughed.
"U-Uh...He-hey, there...What are you doing here, old friend?"
"I don't know you, but judging on how you were trying to kill us, so I'm gonna assume you're not with us, and not a friend."
"L-look, I'm sorry about what happened a few years ago..."
"What? I don't remember you doing anything a few years ago. I don't even know you."
"You went through a meltdown," Mothra explained, "and this guy killed your teenage son."
"Junior's dead!?" G-Man asked.
"No, you put what was left of your burning body into him, and he's the new King of the Monsters."
"Wait, this happened when?"
"Ten-ish years ago."
"Is this the future?"
"Technically, yes. But to us, it's the present."
"I could get that. So, this guy killed my son...did he get what he deserved?"
"Yes. He did die. Sort of. Sciencey stuff happened."
"Then how am I here?"
"Sciencey stuff."
"What?"
"Rifts."
"I'm confused."
"Me too."
"Are you guys gonna keep talking or are you gonna kill me already?" Destoroyah asked.
"With pleasure," G-Man smirked. He got right up to Destoroyah and dug his claws into a soft spot in his armor. He then ripped that shit open, and used his atomic breath to blast the innards all over the place. "I didn't know him well, but I hated him already."
"Wait a minute," Mothra said. "Something's not right. I feel like that was too easy."
"What?" G-Man asked.
"We couldn't kill them without Godzilla's help. It's...odd...like everything was-"
"...planned?..." I sputtered from the other side of the room. Everyone looked at me,as if they forgot I was here.
"Y-Yeah, Baragon. Planned."
"Well, whatever's going on," G-Man said, "I want to see my kid. Junior IS on this ship, right?"
"Uh..." We all exchanged looks.
"What?"
"Well..." Anguirus spoke. "...He's...uh..Well..."
"What's wrong with Junior?"
"H-He's...We should show you."
"Why can't you tell me?"
"It's kind of hard to tell you...like...ah.."
"Alright. Fine. Show me."
"It'll be better if we show you, trust u-"
"I said you can show me."
"Oh, yeah, of course, yeah..."
We all went back through the mess I made in the hallways. Because I can barely move myself, I was piggybacking with Varan, as he's the only guy here that can support my weight. That, and he doesn't have huge painful spikes on his back. We all knew that this was going to be a sad moment for both of the G's...well, Goji was gonna be a bit sad, too, but...This gonna be some emotional shit for them.
And another thing: Mothra was right. That WAS too easy. It's like it's set up for G-Man to come in and save the day.
That wasn't the fight to end all fights.
That was a trap, wasn't it?
And we took the bait.
And, if that's the case, the aliens probably knew we were gonna come back to get Big G.
Do you ever feel stupid sometimes?