Planet X

"C'mon...C'mon...we need you now! Wake up!"

I came to when Baragon shook me pretty hard. I opened my eyes to see his worried face looking at mine. I place a hand on his shoulder, to let him know I was alive. He stopped shaking me and hugged the fuck out of me, sobbing about how he was glad I was okay.

"What did I miss?" I asked wearily. He got up from me, still crying, and explained everything I missed.

Apparently, Baragon had a fight with a bunch of other monsters before they got me out of the generator suit. SpaceGodzilla was part of it, and he ran off before his ass could be handed to him. Turns out he went into the rift to do something (Bargon didn't know what), and when he found out Mothra and Grandpaps were looking for Leo, he paid them a visit. He gained the attention of the Ghidorah family, and there was a chase through the rift that went all the way to the Mothership. The whole ship crashed while the monstrous SpaceGodzilla chased down Baragon and everyone else, including those who were on our side that switched to their side. Long story short Leo died and a giant three-headed space crystal behemoth is trying to kill us, and by 'behemoth' I mean SpaceGodzilla is now even more mutated and stupid-looking. So, to make a long and boring story short, SpaceGodzilla is now at the lowest of the low, trying to make himself tougher by making himself more grotesque. Isn't that what killed Gigan? Didn't we learn from that experience? I guess not.

I sat up to see exactly what I was told was here: a humongous SpaceGodzilla, covered in nothing but crystals. Lots of them. It's almost as if he just rolled around in them. He was also speaking some kind of weird garbled language. It's not any human language, I can tell you that. He was acting like he was possessed or some stupid junk like that. But I know that this story doesn't have the gall to even try a possession story, so we'll assume he's not.

"THAT'S SpaceGodzilla?" I asked.

"Yes, that's what happened to him," Mothra says. "Oh, and, welcome back, Godzilla."

"Glad to be back. Let's just end this shit once and for all."

"No, no, no...You can't fight yet. That hole in your chest got worse, and it's gonna take longer to heal. Let us fight."

"Judging on how many unconscious monsters we have, I'd say we are totally fighting well. Let me fight. Now."

"But it's too dangerous at the mo-"

"Has that ever stopped me?"

Mothra gave out a sigh.

"Alright. But if you get hurt, it's your fault."

I rolled my eyes at that last bit and stood up. It hurt to stand up, but I tried to cover the pain up by acting like there wasn't any.

"So," I said, "it's just good ol' SpaceGodzilla?"

"N-no," Baragon replies. "We have...other problems, too."

"What!?"

"Look behind you."

And I did.

And I saw something hideous.

Turns out those Crawlers came from a Queen Crawler. A big one. A big, fat, dangerous one. One that could crush us easily. And she was feeding off of a pillar.

Pillars...radiation...wait.

I needed radiation!...Then again, I'm on a planet full of it, so...

"You forgot, didn't you?" Mothra asked.

"F-forgot what"? I answered.

"Radiation."

"N-No. Pfft! How could I-"

"I know damn well you forgot. Before you even think about fighting, you're gonna need to get big. Big and strong. You see those?" She points to a bunch of rocks.

"Y-Yeah?"
"Those things are loaded with the stuff. What we need you to do is...Slather yourself with those irradiated rocks. You'll have a higher chance of growing."

"How would you know?"

"Your kid walked right into the rocks. He's really huge now." She then pointed to Minilla, who was really big, and really, really, really stupid, as usual.

"The fuck?..Alright. I'll do it." I walked up towards the rocks. I rubbed against them. I used them a like a sponge in the shower. I ate one of them (which tasted surprisingly not bad). Then I started feeling a whoozy. And then I fell to the ground.

And I blacked out. Again. Ooof course.

Hello, it's the author, blah, blah, blah...

6,000 views, awesome, blah, blah, blah...

I just wanted to apologize for the short break. I had writer's block, and this chapter is kind of short because of that. My juices are just being squeezed out when I do this story!

I've gotten a few (just a few) questions about if I was finishing this story or not on some other sites I go on, so I guess that means this story is decent enough for people to want to read it.

I again apologize for the shortness of the chapter, as well as the lame ending of it. But wouldn't you pass out if you rubbed radiation all over you body? You might wake up with a third buttcheek or something, but you'd pass out. Maybe. I dunno, I'm not a radioactivitytologist.

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