Enjoy this chapter, and feel free to review. I've been waiting to do this part since this story began.
Godzilla is © Toho
CHAPTER FOUR:
WAR FOR THE PAST
All around was burned, the ground cracked and dries, plumes of smoke and fire rising into the air and blocking out all light. The scorched forest was full of the last pathetic sounds of the dead and dying.
King Ghidorah was indeed pleased.
Still, it had had its fun. Now, it was time to finish off this pathetic little world.
But what Ghidorah did not know, was that this planet would not leave itself defenceless.
The six eyes of the space demon saw them; approaching amidst the stars that now dotted the night sky amidst the smoke.
They circled through the air, three shapes rolling and turning with stunning grace.
They were three vast insects, perhaps not as large as Ghidorah, but greater than any other creatures of this planet by far. Their wings were covered in beautiful, disconnected patterns of red, black and yellow, and their bodies, heads and abdomens were covered in soft, white fur. Six insect legs were kept tucked to their chests, and their compound eyes were a stunning crystal blue.
Even the last of the dying creatures looked up in wonder at the creatures, as a light, golden mist started to fall from their wings. These were creatures that inspired not terror, but awe and wonder.
From each side of Ghidorah appeared a long, segmented brown caterpillar, their smaller blue eyes looking up to regard the creature that had decimated their world.
Each of these five creatures knew their purpose here; the reason of their creation. It was now for them to defend this world.
King Ghidorah's three heads regarded them with nothing but contempt.
With a single roar from the star-spanning demon, the battle was begun.
One of the Mothra swooped forward, opening its massive wings to stop itself and pointing its abdomen forward. A spray of sharp, black stingers shot forth through the air, striking Ghidorah square on the chest.
The strike was no more than an annoyance.
Ghidorah roared its rage at this weak assault, stepping forward as streams of tiny, golden spheres began to descend around it. The three-headed destroyer looked up as the other two Mothra flapped their wings above it, the pollen descending from their wings to surround the demonic dragon in a golden cloud. As the pollen landed, it began to burn at the space monster's skin, thin spirals of smoke rising into the air.
Three fanged jaws parted, surges of fiery lightening building within…
The cloud of pollen exploded, engulfing Ghidorah in a massive fireball that consumed all within, scorching air and ground as every grain of pollen surrounding the beast ignited.
The Mothra remained still, wondering if their work was done…
The fire and smoke parted, Ghidorah's three heads bellowing their fury.
From the monster's three mouths shot forth streams of lightening, straight at the Mothra that stood before it. Before the blasts could strike, they struck against an invisible force, blasting around through the air in flashes of blinding light. And yet, one of the blasts hit its mark, striking the Mothra in the chest and knocking it back, where it slammed into the ground, its wings falling slowly amidst a cloud of dust.
King Ghidorah stepped forward again, but before it could take even a step, it felt something strike its sides. The two Larvae were turned up at the front to face it, white silken strands shooting from their mouths to fall on the golden dragon.
This resistance annoyed Ghidorah.
Bolts of lightening shot from its left and right mouths, striking the ground with such force as to hurl the bothersome insects away. Stepping forward, it approached its target, ready to strike…
One of the Mothra suddenly swept into Ghidorah, its insect legs grabbing hold of its central neck as the patterns on its wings flashed with power. Bolts of lightening descended from each one, blasting at Ghidorah as it roared angrily. But the Mothra had made a fatal error; it was now within point-blank range. With a turn of its head, Ghidorah released its lethal attack.
The Mothra was engulfed in fire immediately, its body consumed in the vast explosion as it was incinerated. For just a second, the flames lingered in the air, a tremendous moth-shaped image of fire that just as quickly vanished, ashen remains descending to the ground.
King Ghidorah turned, fiery lightening shooting from each of its mouth towards the nearest Larva. The small creature screeched in pain and horror as the explosions consumed its entire body, and as the smoke rose, its ashen, blackened remains lay on the scorched Earth.
The third Mothra swept down to the ground, flapping its wings and sending a blast of wind hurling towards Ghidorah. The dragon monster hissed angrily, lashing out with one head to bite the legs on the underside of the majestic insect. The head began to shake from side to side, carrying the guardian creature with it. With one fierce jerk, the leg snapped clean off, the Mothra sailing backwards through the air to land in the scorched trees. Ghidorah dropped the leg that remained in its mouth, the green blood of the insect staining its teeth.
The first Mothra, still lying burned on the ground, finally rose, determination filling its heart to protect its fellow guardian.
Ghidorah turned as something struck the end of its tail sharply and painfully. Behind, the remaining Larva had bitten onto its tail. Irritated, Ghidorah gave a sharp pull and took the youngling sailing into the air. Its three heads lashed upwards, catching the Larva in mid-throw. Bolts of electricity blasted through Ghidorah's teeth, lighting up the young creature's entire body…
The Larva exploded, each segment a tremendous fireball of flames and green insect blood.
Ghidorah turned down to the wounded Mothra, seeing it look up in horror at the death of its kin. The energy welled up in its three mouths…
Suddenly, the other Mothra swooped above its companion just as the blasts surged forth. In a flash of fire, the creature was gone, replaced by a shadow of flames and falling scales.
King Ghidorah watched in amusement as the last of the creatures rose up, looking on in horror at the remains of its dead comrades.
And this final Mothra knew what had to be done.
Enough was enough.
The Mothra circled Ghidorah, coming to a stop a good distance from the golden dragon and screeching its challenge, earning an amused, mocking growl from the space monster.
From the remains of each of the Mothra, even where all that remained was blood of scorched scales, tiny golden spheres began to rise, coiling up in streams of light to arc in the air, flooding towards this last Mothra as King Ghidorah looked on in contemptuous amusement.
The streams of light converged before the Mothra's legs as each one stood out in a circle, coming together into a single sphere of blinding light even as surges of power flooded from the one last living Mothra into the building attack.
Finally, the sphere surged forth. Before Ghidorah could react, it struck, exploding into a vast ball of flame.
As it parted, Ghidorah staggered back, only its right head emerging from the fiery blast.
Where its other two heads had once been, there were now only jagged, bloody stumps with coils of smoke rising up.
With a flap of its huge, golden wings, King Ghidorah rose up, tasting defeat for the first time in as long as it could remember.
As the King of Terror sailed away into the stars, the Planet Earth had been spared from total destruction.
But even as this battle was over, another story still had yet to be told…
And there we go, probably the longest chapter in this story. So what did everyone think of the three Ancient Mothra idea and the way Mothra was handled here? And yes, I know it was different from Rebirth of Mothra III. All my stories are a little AU.
Next Chapter: Just how did Godzilla survive for 65 million years?
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