Chapter 5

The History of the Gidoran Kingdom

Dr Frederick Owens begrudgingly walked into the Gotengo Research Center, eyes droopy and tired, but work had to be done today. He went into the elevator and pressed the button to the floor his office was on. He trudged through the hallway and into the office. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Dr. Remington Lennox sitting at his desk, eyes glued to the computer screen, and next to it were printed out pictures of the cave drawings from Siberia, Owens realized.

"Got here around midnight, I presume?" Frederick asked, hanging up his coat.

"Yeah, yeah," Lennox replied, surprise and fear in his voice. "You helped build the machine in the basement one night, right?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"Do you know when it is going to be done?"

"Um . . . two weeks prior, I think."

"Good." Remington continued to scroll through his computer and glance at the papers.

"Is everything alright?"

Lennox turned around. "They said there were seventeen Titans confirmed in the world, right? Before Godzilla and Kong killed most of them in their brawl? King Ghidorah, Kong, Godzilla, Mothra, Rodan, Baragon, MUTO - Gigan - Manda, Skull Crawler, Nozuki, Camazotz, Titanosaurus, Megaguirus, Kamacuras, Kumonga, Anguirus, and Malakai. But that was only confirmed for this planet, and those are the only species of monsters that were confirmed in the War of the Hollow Earth . . . except they never even considered that there might be more," he pointed to the ceiling, " . . . in space."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at this."

He showed Frederick a printed out picture of a cave drawing depicting a battle that looked like it took place in space, because there were markings around it that looked like stars. On the left it showed many different figures, but the doctor didn't need to be told twice that they were the forms of different Ghidorahs. On the right were the most horrifying, unthinkable creatures the scientists had ever seen. One resembled something of a frog; another was a cloud, with tentacles that had mouths on every limb coming out of the mass; one near the front was the same octopus creature, but its body almost looked human, but deformed, and had bat-like wings; another was something that was fused with anything in existence, with hundreds of eyes and mouths; one looked similar to a tornado; one resembled something of a tree, with many arms, claws, and mouths; one looked like a half man half fish, with a serpent like body and tail, and many others. But the last one - the one at the front - was almost indescribable. It was painted in blood; it had three spider-like legs; long arms with sharp claws; four tentacles were on its shoulder blades; it had no eyes but a nose and gaping maw; its head almost resembled a worm; and the mouth was dropped open. At the very bottom of the drawing were stick figures wearing strange outfits on the left fighting reptilian and fish looking creatures on the right side.

" . . . What on earth are those things?" Frederick asked, a heavy amount of concern in his voice.

Lennox pointed to the monsters on the right. "These are the second most powerful beings ever known in history," he pointed to the monsters on the left, "and these are the strongest species that we know. There is nothing greater than them, and their power is beyond unthinkable . . . something that Godzilla could not match."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying we are facing a much greater threat than we could ever imagine or predict would be possible, and they need to get that machine done before all of these monsters come back here."

"Back?"

Remington sorted through the papers, found one and showed them to his co-worker. He showed him one picture. On it was another cave painting of many different kinds of Ghidorahs. In a way . . . it resembled a family tree. Images of hundreds of three headed dragons were above others, as to show their children, siblings, parents, and friends.

"We only paid attention to all the monsters that lived here," Lennox continued, "but we never came up with a possible idea that there are more of these creatures that live throughout the entirety of space. This is the main reason why Ghidorah is called the One Who is Many. There are hundreds more out there. All have three heads which is why they are called one, and in battle they are stronger together, which is why they are called many. . . . We all thought we were alone in this world . . . we thought we ruled our own land . . . we thought we followed our own leader . . . but what is the King of the Monsters . . . to the Kings of All Stars?

"There is an entire species of Gidorans that are still alive to this day, and have encountered, fought, and killed what we considered were the most powerful creatures that we thought existed. King Ghidorah was only trying to complete what their species has been trying to do for the past three billion years: . . . Take over a planet, rule over all creatures that live there, and on every other planet, and make them pledge allegiance to the true kings; in their history it is known as the Keizer. A billion year old kingdom is thriving in space to this day, and will live on longer if we can't stop them.

"Not only do they have friends and family members, but these drawings tell us that every Gidoran has a power they have yet to unlock, and use it against their enemies. They don't say what kind of power they have, but achieves to convince me that they have a potential beyond mass destruction. They used this power against hundreds of other monsters in the past. These include the monsters from . . . ," Lennox flipped through the papers, and chose some to show, " . . . these drawings. The language next to them is dead, a remnant of Rea Mythology, but tells their real names. I deciphered enough of it to at least help me guess their names. Destoroyah, who joined the Gidoran Kingdom, but abandoned it for its own greater good. Orga, Monga, Gryphon, Chaos, Erabus, Red Moon, and hundreds of others. The last one I mentioned - Red Moon - looks awfully similar to the creature that was sighted on the moon a few nights ago.

"It would take us years to figure out a way to kill all these monsters, but none of them are as strong as what the Ghidorahs faced billions of years ago. The War of the Hollow Earth was only the tip of the iceberg. Approximately five thousand years before that, there was a war in space that conflicted the Gidoran Kingdom, and much higher life forms. These beings are known as the Outer Gods, Elder Gods, and the Great Old Ones. Those creatures are said to be the living embodiments of madness, and feed on the insanity of all other life forms - us being the weakest of all other species. The Ghidorahs were the only ones that were able to beat them, because they knew no fear, and the Outer Gods weren't able to kill them that easily. Except, that is not to say it was simple for the Keizer to beat the leader of the Great Old Ones. But once they did, all the gods retreated back to their home planet, never to be seen again. These drawings those expeditioners found in Siberia show that they will return. So I'm asking you, to ask the boss, to talk to me, so I can ask him: . . . Will his machine be enough to kill those monsters? If not . . . we might need to build more."

Owens stared at his co-worker, then at the printed out papers - they'll have to present this to the staff in a board meeting. Just by looking at the one that showed the Ghidorahs fighting the Elder Gods made him feel afraid. If what these drawings say about them coming back, then their world, no . . . the Keizer's world is on the verge of the Day of Reckoning . . . .