Chapter 6
They're Coming Home
The brothers had returned to their place of rebirth, in the continent the humans call Canada. The place was beautiful to them, and reminded them of their first birth. They could only imagine the excruciating pain their mothers felt while birthing the egg, and their fathers, coming to calm them as the miracle took place. How all of their kind stood outside of the mountain castle, swaying back and forth, welcoming new life.
Their mothers were the first beings they saw after screaming at the fact of confusion while entering life and breaking out of the egg. It was only when their mothers nudged their noses against them did their whaling calm, and stared at the creatures who bore them. Their fathers held their wings out, and fell to their knees, welcoming their sons . . . welcoming the new kings.
Their mothers carried them through the crowd, their fathers following right behind. The other Gidorans bowed forward before the sons, the children that would change their world, become the new Kings of All Stars when their fathers pass, and help the kingdom thrive for thousands and thousands of years to come. They were placed in somewhat of a cradle made of sand and grass, and they all stood, thankful that the children were given life. A strong power flowed within their veins - they all knew it. Every one of them lifted their heads to the sky and roared, but the Keizer was heard over all.
As the parents were nourishing the child, their bodyguard came in, a long time friend of the family to welcome the kings. They all knew they were the next leaders, the next for the throne. But now, the three were small, weak, fragile. They will grow, and in time they will learn discipline, correct the wrongs they do, to become a true Gidoran Warrior. They will be taught, they will learn to fight. They will make enemies, they will make friends, but even in their prime, they will be protected by their parents.
They all promised to protect them that day, and their fathers provided them with names. The middle head will be named Zero, because they are the only sons the Keizer and the Sovereign will ever have. The right head will be named Azazel, because they will descend on their enemies, bringing terror throughout all lands. The final head will be named after their fathers, X, to show that they are the rightful heir to the throne.
The kings knelt down, reliving the memory . . . remembering their mothers. They felt their true power flow inside them, going underground, tapping into the aspect of the earth, and all things that are part of it. Their energy was a part of it as well - static electricity in its most powerful state, and they were controlling it all. The ground shook violently, but only for one, quick second before everything went silent, calm, as if the whole world paused. Then all the dirt below them, and other tiny particles . . . began to float. Hints of electricity swarmed through the specks - they were at the kings' command. They had their eyes closed, mind blank of any emotion or thought, only focusing on the beat of their heart, and moving the small pieces of dirt in circles, starting slow, then progressing faster, until they were going at least twenty miles an hour, electricity flowing through every speck.
This happened for about a minute, then the particles stopped, and fell to the ground. They had done it. They had found their true power, but was not fully unlocked yet - they had only found the chest containing the power within. Now it was time for them to return. . . . Come back to their species . . . to their fathers . . . to their home.
King Ghidorah opened their eyes, knelt down, and with one strong flap of their wings, they flew to space.