Chapter 4

"Were too late!" Moil cried in horror as the terrifying demon Bagan tore itself free from its prison. Already the monster had managed to make its first kill. The creature was far larger then that which was described in the ancient legends, but the sense of dread that hung around it was certainly no fabrication.

"What do we do now?" Lora asked. Moil wasn't listing she just stared at the beast. For centuries untold they had guarded creatures such as Bagan, vowing to never again allow them the privilege of walking upon this earth. But four times' she had failed now, no not four, King Ghidorah wasn't her fault, there was no way of preventing his return. But the other three still lingered heavily over her, once with Death Ghidorah twice with Dagara and now again with Bagan. She was beginning to wonder if the trust of the Elias' was misplaced in her.

"Moil!" Lora said this time in a higher pitch then before.

Moil snapped out of her thought's "huh?"

"What are we going to do about Bagan?" Lora stated again.

Moil's face became serious "we must call for Mothra, this is out of are hands!"

Lora protested as she always seemed to do when Moil asked to call on mothra, especially now that the latest incarnation had laid its egg. Over the year's Lora felt she had developed a strong bond with the mothra family line, it was almost as if they felt one another's pain, but no Elias had ever bonded with a guardian beast so effectively, it was said to be an impossibility. But still, Lora felt a something. She hated violence with a passion yet Moil was always so insistent upon it maybe that's why she always felt so close to mothra. She hated seeing such a beautiful creature reduced to nothing more then an organic weapon. Had they learned nothing from the Atlantians? They wiped themselves out in their senseless war by trying to force the life they had created to fight their battle's for them.

Lora looked at the fallen Gyaos and watched as Bagan tore large bits of flesh off of it. She watched as the demon tore apart its kill, eating some parts, and simply tossing others. Bagan let out another terrifying screech and tore off the Gyaos' head. Lora shivered at the sight. Moil was right, only mothra bring this monstrosity down, she knew there was no other way. There alliances with the other races had all but diminished: Atlantis was dead, mue had become power hungry, and seatopia had gone into isolation. The azumi royal family would no longer have anything to do with them, and the human's didn't even know they existed. Who else but mothra would take on the challenge of Bagan? Godzilla? Lora almost laughed out loud at that one, ironically Godzilla had become more of a savior then some of the Guardians that still lived, but the beast followed it's own agenda and did not fight for the sake of humanity or the earth, it merely fought to survive. Godzilla was too unpredictable, he could be a powerful ally one minute and the next a relentless foe. No, it was better to leave matters in a controlled environment then introduce a wild card like Godzilla.

Lora nodded her head, "okay Moil let's do it."

Moil silently nodded in agreement then the tiny women began to sing. It was a song that could reach through time and space, it was a song of hope, a song of happiness, it was also a song of danger and a song of birth, the words and melody would change depending on the situation, but the heart and soul of the music always stayed the same. Then Bagan noticed them.

Bagan had been enjoying his Victory. Tearing apart the Gyaos, consuming only what he needed to sustain him, he wanted to leave this corpse as a message to any that may defy him. He tore off the Gyaos' head and was about to mutilate that as well when he heard it. It started out soft; faint almost nonexistent then it grew louder. He immediately recognized it! It was the song of that Guardian insect! the one that had helped imprison him so many centuries ago. Bagan's scaly brow furled, the insect that had fought him may very well be dead, but he would make sure it's decedents paid for their crimes against him.

Bagan let loose a violet colored energy beam from his mouth in the direction of the singing. He let out an enraged shriek as the song continued. He had missed! Ages of being held captive had affected his aim. No matter though. He would not miss again. Bagan took a step forward and caught the Elias' in his eye. Bagan's mouth opened to release another beam, but was suddenly knocked off his feet by a tremendous force. He fell with a mighty thud, dust and rock's flying every where above him he could hear the flapping of wing's and a series of squawks. Bagan righted him self, Had the Guardian insect returned? Bagan waited for the dust to settle so he could see what foolish creature had invoked his wrath. To his surprise what he saw was not one beast but thousand's of them. Red flying bird's like the one he had just killed.

The Gyaos then broke into attack; they could see the gray creature as a far heartier meal then the super turtle Gamera. The Gyaos released there sonic lazars, they began to strip away some of Bagan's scale's, but no real damage was being done. Bagan became infuriated; these winged beasts would dare challenge his power. Very well, he would have to show them what he could really do. Bagans eyes closed and his claws sunk deep into the earth. The purple orbs underneath his larger spikes began to glow violently. Suddenly both spikes opened up to revel another set of fleshy spikes, then those opened up reveling another set creating a trio of spikes on both sides that began to power a purplish energy between them. The spikes stretched out almost as if they were tentacles of this purplish color. Bagan uttered a low growl as the energy came to his larger horn and then was transferred back in forth between the smaller one's on the side of his head. He then opened his eye to reveal a pearly white iris.

He then let go.

The explosion could be seen thousand's of miles out to sea. A great violet spear that surrounded a small part of the island for a brief period of time then simply vanished. Godzilla watched the light as it vanished. He wondered what manner of creature could wield such power, his curiosity had been peeked.

As Godzilla considered the matter he heard the sound of large flapping wings and a familiar squawk that belonged to a creature the Leviathan only knew to well, Mothra had arrived. Godzilla watched the gigantic insect as it flew towards the island and bellowed a challenging roar, he hated the creature, pure and simple, he was not going to allow it to escape with out a fight.

Dein groaned as he lifted him self off of the ground, he was lucky to be alive, it must have been his master that saved him. Why not? He was the head priest of the cult of Bagan after all, why shouldn't he be spared!

"Actually" he thought out loud to him self "That's a really dumb name when you think about it. Ah well it's the deeds that count not the name."

Dein brushed him self off and began to climb up the hill in front of him. It didn't hit Dein until he reached the top of the hill, then everything came into proportion, it wasn't a valley at all Dein had been standing in, It was an enormous crater. Then he cackled "I had no idea the master could wield such enormous power! This is a great day indeed!"

But Dein's enthusiasm was short lived as he saw a monstrous shadow fly over him, Mothra had finally arrived!

She could see him clearly now, The Bane of Life Bagan! For centuries her ancestors had kept watch over the demonic beasts slumber, but now it had awoken! The seal had failed and now there was no other choice then to destroy the creature! Absolute terror rose up within her. Not since the latest incarnation of King Ghidorah had she faced such a foe of unrestrained power.

She feared she would not be able to win.

But as the last remaining Mothra it was her duty to fight for this world, even at the cost of her own life. Besides she had laid her egg, if she failed here today her bloodline would not end. Her child would take its rightful place as the new mothra, and hopefully finished what its mother started.

She was within the island vicinity closing in on Bagan who watched carefully from the middle of the crater it had created. She flew circles around him a few times trying to estimate where the best point to attack would be. Bagan merely grunted at her also analyzing its opponent. A small ray of hope came into mothra as she realized that Bagan actually felt a little uneasy about her arrival, the centuries of captivity and made him sufficiently weaker then she had originally anticipated, there was a small chance at defeating him if she put everything she had into this fight, the Bane of life may finally be destroyed. That's when the storm broke.

She had barley felt it or even realized it until it was to late, as she swooped down to engage Bagan every instinct in her body began to scream of impending danger but she could not react fast enough, a ray of blue Flame hit her dead center smashing her body into the mountain side. Large pieces of rock began to pelt her as Gravity took its course and she slammed into the uninviting ground. It took her only a few seconds to register what had just occurred, each mothra was endowed with all the knowledge of the prior Mothra, so she was instantly able to recognize her attacker as Godzilla. She tried to move, but her wings had been badly damaged, so at the moment all she could do was watch as Godzilla lumbered toward Bagan.

The Elias watched in horror as Mothra was pinned against the side of the mountain by Godzilla's awesome power. It would be useless to try and help her now, not with two of the most powerful Daikaiju ever known standing in the way. No, they would just have to wait until an opportunity presented itself.

"What do we do now Moil?" asked Lora, but she was quickly hushed by her elder sister "something's happening".

Lora looked back at the Monsters, the two reptilian titans were now eyeing each other, each assessing the level of threat the other presented. Godzilla was unfamiliar with this new creature, but he could tell by its sent that he did not like it, the creature smelled to much like the golden dragon Ghidorah and that angered him. Godzilla let out a bellowing roar in challenge to the newcomer, but Bagan did not respond in violence, instead it let out a small series of grunts which seemed to catch the mutated saurian off guard. Godzilla did not know how to respond except with a longer louder grunt in response to Bagan's smaller grunts.

As the grunting continued Lora turned to her sister, "They're speaking to one another aren't they?" Moil nodded. Lora who had mastered many languages had never been able to get the speech of monsters to perfection, except of course with mothra, so she asked her sister the only logical question that could be asked "What are they saying?"

Moil did not move her eyes from the monsters "Bagan has asked Godzilla about himself and Mothra, Godzilla has said that they are enemies and that he and Bagan should fight now!"

Moil's eyes squinted in concentration "He's saying now "Brother why do you fight with me? Why attack your kin?".

Lora began to get nervous "I don't like the sound of that" she said "Neither do I" responded Moil. Then a streak of blue fire flashed across the sky followed by a loud roar. Bagan deflected the attack with ease, calling up a force field to protect its body, he then began to growl something to Godzilla.

"What are they saying?" Lora asked. "Nothing good" was Moil's answer "Bagan is asking Godzilla why he insists on fighting. Now Godzilla says he has no more kin he is the last of his kind and that Bagan is merely an intruder upon his territory. Odd, Bagan now says he may not be blood kin but the are brothers of circumstance, that he can give Godzilla what he's always wanted the total annihilation of …."

Suddenly Moils eyes went wide "May God in Heaven help us!."

"What?" Lora asked "the total annihilation of mankind? it's not like we haven't heard that one before…." Then it hit her like a ton of brick's, they had been under the assumption that the beast before them was Godzilla Jr., since the original had melted right in front of several eye wittiness a year ago in Tokyo. So Lora had assumed that this creature was Godzilla Jr., they called him Godzilla since at the time Jr. was the only known survivor of the Godzillasaurus species and had adopted most of its fathers bad habits, it only seemed right to give the monster the appropriate title . But the crucial difference between Jr. and his father was that Jr. was fond of the humans, Human's had even personally helped the child establish it's independence after the death of it's parent (although it still had arborous feelings towards Mothra). But this Behemoth standing before them was no offspring nor was it any clone, what they were watching was the original article, it was The Godzilla, and it held the fate of humanity it it's claws, for if such a creature were to except Bagan's offer then there was no force on earth that could contend with the two.

Lora had been so wrapped in her thoughts she hadn't noticed until now that Moil was speaking again "Bagan now say's be my solider Leviathan! and I will make these inferiors respect your power once again. You will be the god you've always deserved to be!."

Godzilla understood what Bagan was offering was very real and very tempting, the humans after all had challenged him one to many times, maybe it was about time he put some of the fear back into them.

But before Godzilla could make a decision he saw the creatures eyes grow deep red, then he felt it entering his mind, trying to control him, then it spoke to him "obey me fire god! For I am Bagan and it is useless to resist." It repeated those words again and again. Perhaps it was useless, after all it's not like he disagreed with Bagan's motives, maybe he should serve as its pawn its servant.

"That's not fair!" shouted Lora "He's controlling Godzilla with his telepathic abilities!"

Lora then turned to her sister "Moil we have to do something, if Bagan can control Godzilla then the earth is doomed! We need a distraction what if we try and get Mothra up long enough to…" Lora was cut short by her sister's motion for silence "Do not worry Lora, Mothra will not have to fight."

Moil smiled "I think are distraction has just arrived."