The Isle of Drear had few structures standing on it, and none worthy of a Dark Lord, so once the hordes of Quintapeds had been sent to die and Yog began mutating the creatures that they had brought back Voldemort had instructed his followers to create him a domicile.
They had responded with desperate creativity, rapidly hollowing and reshaping a mountain to serve as a tower from which he could overlook the heart of his new domain.
The result was a rather imposing sight, a pillar of enchanted stone and earth that housed both loyal followers and nightmarish horrors that he could unleash upon the world.
But today was different. Today Yog and Voldemort were combining the former's bizarre fleshcraft and the latter's dark rituals into something greater than either - something that Voldemort believed would be the pinnacle of their joint achievements: a new body for the Dark Lord.
Nagini had entered a trance that the Death Eaters recognized at this point as their lord communing with Yog. They did not know the true nature of the space amoeba. In fact, they believed it to be some strange magical entity that their master had dominated through force of will and magical might.
The first sign that something was different with this trance was that Nagini began to convulse as though in great pain. And perhaps she was - the transformation and consumption of tissues cannot be a pleasant experience after all.
But while the serpent writhed and thrashed in agony, the Dark Lord that would normally not suffer any harm to come to her did nothing, for this was not meaningless pain; these were the beginnings of birth pangs.
Several unfortunate Death Eaters were immolated as Nagini's pain turned to madness and she lashed out at those closest to her. A few reached for their wands to defend themselves, and Bellatrix cut them down where they stood. Their lives were nothing compared to the serpent her master so valued.
It took time and several more such sacrifices, but Nagini's pain reduced to heavy breathing, and the blue mist that they had come to recognize as Yog reached out for the human corpses, siphoning some manner of essence from them, and before the eyes of the survivors the Dark Lord Voldemort was reborn!
He was perhaps more serpentine now than before - no doubt a result of the manner of his rebirth - but he was nevertheless the image of the Dark Lord they worshiped.
"My wand Bellatrix…" he hissed.
Bellatrix scurried forward with glee. The Magical Sapients Union might think itself so much more powerful than the previous magical governments, but they were not all knowing. Wormtail had slipped through their security in the chaos of their inception and stolen the master's wand back from right under their noses. Nagini had devoured him for attempting to so transparently pay his way back into the fold, and so Bellatrix presented her master's wand to her lord with glee.
As the Dark Lord felt the familiar warmth of his wand returning to him and basked in the triumph of having conquered death, a roar sounded that soured the moment.
A roar that made Bellatrix fear for her life, for she had heard it only once before: during the destruction of Azkaban.
In Godzilla's opinion it had taken far too long for the humans and their allies to find this place, and he had not relished being taken by the Xian ships, but instinctive memories of being a predator reminded him that there was a place for the element of surprise.
Nevertheless, he roared to rally his fellow kaiju to march on this insect that had dared attack their home. Harry had assured him that measures were in place to prevent any escape from their wrath.
And so the kaiju marched towards the mountain that had been altered to serve as one of the tall human nests, intent on destroying it and all that lay within.
But no plan survives first contact with the enemy, not even the simplest.
The mountain burst with a terrible scream, and the kaiju toppled howling in agony.
Several Xian saucers too close to the island spontaneously detonated and the rest pulled back, their crews reeling in pain. Even the humans on board had been stunned.
"What the hell was that!? Send in one of the automated drones!"
What showed onscreen was an enormous lavender and viridian nightmare - plant, bird, and man all at once, and yet none of the three at the same time. It was currently huffing and puffing as though heavily fatigued even as it flew overhead. It attempted to swat the drone from the sky but the drone dove down and revealed a monstrous menagerie - the fate of the other creatures captured by the quintaped raids.
A vast rhinoceros-like creature covered in spikes and horns that radiated and pulsed with amber energy charged down the mountainside. Easily twice the mass of any of the Monster Island kaiju, the former erumpent let out an aggressive bellow as though any of its potential foes could still hear it.
Behind that creature came a black shadow that seemed to have no body associated with it. The former lethifold had become a withering blanket on the landscape large enough to engulf any monster in its path.
Last and greatest of all came a silver and azure abomination. Clearly once a dragon - no doubt the abducted Swedish short-snout - it was now a gleaming parody of Godzilla himself, standing atop its hind legs, huffing and puffing blue flames before leaping into the air and flying down the mountainside.
Godzilla was the first to recover from the devastating shriek and saw the enemies coming their way - only a few, but each twice their size. He stomped his feet, slammed his tail, and roared, both as a warning to these enemy kaiju and to signal his allies to wake up.
A gust of hurricane-force winds told him that Mothra and Rodan were already chasing the plant-bird atrocity to prevent it from screaming again and when the draconic creature looked ready to pursue them Godzilla fired the atomic ray near it to draw its attention back to him.
The Monster Island kaiju charged their opposition in rage and their collision was like a thunderclap.
The Erumpent lowered its head and its charge knocked Anguirus and Gorosaurus aside. Varan leapt into the air and as he glided over it attempted to claw through its hide, but succeeded only in causing sparks to fly from it.
Godzilla turned and blasted one of the amber spikes which burst in an explosion of golden fire, but before he could do anything more the silver dragon caught him by the throat and began dragging him away from the rest of his allies and across the ground in an attempt to wear away his tough scales.
In the air Rodan was keeping the fwooper/mandrake hybrid kaiju from screaming again by forcing it to struggle even to stay in the air. It let out less powerful screams at him, but moving faster than sound itself Rodan was easily able to evade these attacks. In turn he countered with sonic booms in the creature's flight path, each nearly knocking the lavender horror from the sky. Mothra occasionally assisted, dropping her poisonous powder in short, controlled bursts where Rodan meant to sonic boom, causing the creature to further choke.
Kumonga attempted to stick the erumpent kaiju to the ground with his webbing, but every time he did the creature would simply lower a horn and the volatile fluid within would burn away the silk. The spider kaiju was also careful to keep away from the thick of the fighting lest the mutated magical creature crush him with its sheer size.
Manda was more courageous and slithered between the creature's hind legs and wrapped around them to throw it off balance, a plan that actually succeeded to a point - the creature toppled to on side, the spikes on that side digging into the ground and causing an explosion that blasted away the other kaiju.
Anguirus was thrown onto his back and seeing opportunity the mutant lethifold struck. With a surge of speed it positioned itself over his prone form and began trying to smother him with its essence.
Other kaiju ran to his aid, but the lethifold seemed uncannily resistant to their attacks. Anguirus's struggles began to weaken, but then Baragon erupted from the ground beneath the malevolent manta-like creature and began burrowing into and biting its softer underbelly.
The thing let out a lugubrious bellow and attempted to throw itself entirely around Baragon to halt his movements completely, but the taste of its flesh, though strange, had triggered a feeding frenzy in the carnivore who merely doubled his efforts and soon found himself standing in the bloody shreds of the creature.
The kaiju let out roars of victory, but these were swiftly drowned out by the bellowing of the giant erumpent. It had finally managed to rise to its feet in the chaos.
Farther away from the action, Godzilla at last stopped the silver dragon from dragging him anymore by prying its claws off of his throat and snapping them in his grip. With a wail of pain the dragon released him and flew back from him.
The two glared at one another and roared before charging. Though the dragon dwarfed Godzilla, it was leaner and less powerfully muscled, and so their collision was between creatures of relatively equal strength. The dragon swung its undamaged claw at the Monster King, who caught it and then pivoted his body to perform an instinctive judo throw, his tail knocking the dragon's feet out from under it, but rather than hitting the ground the creature began to fly away.
A mistake.
Godzilla unleashed the atomic ray, the blue beam of death ravaging the dragon's wings, causing it to drop to the ground anyway. It shrieked in pain and whirled around on all fours, unleashing its own azure flames, augmented by Yog from fire that could already turn flesh and bone to ash in moments.
Godzilla howled in pain, but he endured and charged the dragon.
It attempted to fan the flames with its ruined wings in the hope of intensifying them and holding the King of the Monsters back, but nothing could stop Godzilla's relentless march.
Only when Godzilla was a point blank did the dragon comprehend its mistake, and by then it was too late. Godzilla stepped on the creature's lower jaw, ignoring the teeth that stabbed into his foot, then gripped the upper jaw.
The dragon let out a final roar of mingled panic and defiance before its jaw broke with a sickening snap. If the creature still lived after that, Godzilla swiftly put it out of its misery, immolating its body with his own blue breath.
He let out a roar of victory and then looked around at the state of his allies.
He saw that Rodan and Mothra had nearly finished the bird-plant, but that the rest were having trouble with the exploding creature, and began marching off to help them.
Another explosion blasted Anguirus away from the giant erumpent, and he roared in frustration. The creature was not stronger than they were despite its size, and it was not more experienced, but it bristled with explosive spines that made grappling it for a killing blow nearly impossible.
Still, the constant detonations were taking their toll. Gorosaurus was limping, though he would heal given time, and the many of them were bleeding around the jaws from biting an explosive spike.
Baragon blasted the creature's side with fire, but his breath was nowhere near as powerful as Godzilla's and the damage was minimal. The creature prepared to charge them again, when suddenly something landed on its back and set off all of the explosive fluids within it.
Anguirus looked up and saw that Rodan had dropped the screaming bird creature onto the giant erumpent to kill it and remove their enemy's biggest advantage.
Exhausted and hungry, the predators moved in on the now defenseless prey, and Godzilla, seeing that his help was no longer needed, turned towards the tower.
In the tower, Voldemort stormed towards Nagini.
"Yog!" the Dark Lord bellowed in Parseltongue, "You assured me that your creatures were the most powerful in the world! They have failed me! You have failed me!"
Nagini's eyes turned that strange, shimmering turquoise, and the serpent herself went eerily still. A cloud of that same color emerged from her jaws and eyes and surrounded Voldemort, and for the first time, the Dark Lord heard Yog speak.
"No Voldemort. It is you who have failed me…"
And then the Dark Lord screamed in agony the likes of which he had never felt before.
Godzilla paused on the slopes of the mountain. He knew the tower at its peak had to be destroyed, but for the first time in many long years his instincts were telling him to turn back. Unsure why, but ever trusting of them, Godzilla fired his atomic breath at the tower and the surrounding area, destroying it and burning it away.
And then he understood why.
No sooner had he stopped firing than the flames that should have been left behind were snuffed out by unnatural darkness, and the cloudy skies overhead began to swirl and storm. A face that bore similarities to both serpent and human appeared briefly in the clouds and before rocketing upwards… and then back down, crashing into the mountain with calamitous effects.
Aboard one of the monitoring Xian saucers, a wizard there as an advisor and witness screamed. His muggle counterpart shook him and shouted, "What? What's happening?!"
"Yog… that space amoeba you mentioned… it's turned He Who Must Not Be Named into an Obscurus!"
Author's Note: Hello all! Guess who's back from the dead? Spoiler alert: It's me! In celebration of Godzilla: King of the Monsters coming out in less than a month, have another chapter. We're slowly approaching the end of the story.