All right, then: Chapter 2 is now here. Short again, as they probably will be. Also my newest fic, "Legacy of Godzilla", is up.
NOTE: This is Grand Ghidorah, NOT its younger form, as all my stories are slight variations on the Godzilla mythos.
Godzilla is © Toho
CHAPTER TWO:
ARRIVAL OF DEATH
The meteor exploded in a hellish blaze, flames surging up into the air around thick columns of smoke, burning with the stench of death. In the centre of the burning mass, the shell of the meteor began to glow, dissipating into a cloud of metallic-silver dust, releasing a storm of burning flame.
The surrounding creatures drew back in fear. Whatever was within the flames, it brought with it the scent of death.
The flames poured upwards, coming together and folding over each other in the air. Bathed in fire, something began to take shape, the burning energy taking form.
The body was muscular, covered in armoured, golden scales and forming an armoured pattern on its stomach. Instead of arms, two massive, golden wings stretched out from either side, opening to their full, massive length as tongues of lightening darted across them. Below, two thick, powerfully muscled legs took form, and from the creature's back sprouted a pair of long tails, ending in forked barbs.
Three long, powerful necks took form in the midst of the fire, and at their tips were malevolent heads, framed with manes of horns and two long, forked horns jutting out from the back of each head, with chiselled, demonic features glaring outwards.
At last, the creatures parted, and the demon screeched its fury and its excitement, now with new life to decimate.
The far smaller animals around it drew back fearfully, looking up in terror at the evil animal that loomed over them. Some withdrew, but just a few of the very bravest roared defiance.
King Ghidorah's three mouths opened one-by-one…
Tongues of blazing lightening shot out, like flames made of burning electricity, swinging in an arc to cover everything before the space monster. The many dinosaurs caught in the path of the burning blast screeched their fear and pain as their bodies were consumed by the destructive blast, turning into black, ashen statues as they were roasted in an instant.
The attack lasted only a few seconds, but by the time the King of Terror stopped its assault, every one of the roaring creatures had been silenced, with nothing left but a few smouldering pits in the ground, glowing red-hot as plumes of smoke rose up slowly, carrying the foul smell of callous slaughter.
Effortlessly, King Ghidorah rose upwards and forwards, its eyes burning with sadistic glee.
Barely even past the trees were the Triceratops, panicked already by the burning smoke and the smell of death. The adults surrounded their younglings, their horns pointing outwards in an instinctive defence.
Another bolt of lightening shot from Ghidorah's mouth, arcing to blast at the creatures until only one remained, two of its legs broken and one horn smashed to pieces.
It was a female, Ghidorah could tell. Desperate to protect her young.
Oh, he would enjoy this…
Glaring with evil glee at the struggling female, Ghidorah descended straight onto the eggs in the centre of the nest, killing them before the female's cry of horror.
The Golden Dragon turned its head, regarding the few younglings that had managed to flee. The mother ran forward desperately, and soon was almost there with her babies… before the blast of lightening incinerated them, the children vanishing in an instant.
King Ghidorah's roar was almost like mocking laughter at the mother animal's sorrow as she bent down next to the charred remains of her children in her suffering.
And then, as Ghidorah's left head lashed out, she was gone with the rest of her herd.
This would be a fun world to destroy. Like so many others, this planet would soon be no more than an uninhabitable wasteland.
That, right there, is Ghidorah as I've always seen him: An evil, evil son of a bitch. So here's the question: What's going to stop Earth from being destroyed forever?
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