Had to change rating for the last chapter, I don't think Nick's explanation was too bad, but I'm being cautious. "Better to be safe than sorry." Works well in this case.
I do not own Godzilla. Wish I did, but I don't.
Comfort,
Warmth,
Movement of water,
Smell of salt,
Smell of comfort,
Itching,
Pain.
It was the pain that finally woke her. Eyes the color of the sea snapped open with a jerk and a roar split the air.
Godzilla twitched in surprise when the feathered one beside him came awake so suddenly, and in such a state. Part of his mind noted that her roar was lighter than his, with more of a resonance. He watched jump away from him and face him, feathered crest of black and blue shooting up aggressively as she shook herself into awareness.
He watched her as she calmed and looked around, noting where she was, and finally turning to stare at him straight back. There was a feather-light touch on his mind, quite different from the time with the Leviathan aliens.
Who are you? A voice like the whisper of wind through the tops of the trees.
Godzilla blinked at the glaring question.
Who are you?
Godzilla, son of Nick Tatopoulos. Godzilla heard himself answering shakily. His mind voice was different than hers, stronger and deeper, like the undercurrents of the sea.
Siseir blinked twice, her crest lowering to sit against her neck again. Am Siseir.
Who is your parent?
Parent?
Follow, learn, and protect whom?
Siseir lowered her head as her instincts flared and finally had names. Have no parent.
Then I claim, and Nick is your parent. Godzilla stepped forward and nudged Siseir's head up, giving her a head bob and roaring.
Instinct took over for them both and the world knew.
Nick woke at Godzilla's first roar, and a higher echoing roar had him leaping out of bed to join Monique in the faux-lab. The French Agent was awake and staring in shock at the monitor. Elsie was the next to come running as the alternate roaring outside kept up, then came Mendel with Randy pulling up the rear.
"Hey jefe what is going on out there?" Randy asked sleepily, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
Mendel glanced at the monitor, and then did a double take, "Are they fighting or something?"
Elsie was glued to the screen, "This is recording right?"
"Oui."
"Great! They aren't fighting Mendel, they are dancing!" Elsie clapped her hands like an excited schoolgirl.
"Dancing?" Randy was mystified.
"Courtship behavior." Monique was not pleased, and her dark eyes kept flicking to the tent flap. She could hear people gathering despite the roars shaking everything for a city block.
Nick went outside to join the crowd of gathering locals to watch the circling, dancing monsters. At the front of the group he saw the driver from earlier, and he saw that the man was smiling with great joy.
"Why are you so happy?" Nick couldn't resist asking.
The man looked at him, "We are happy for Siseir. She is sort of our adopted daughter, we watchers that is. Your Godzilla better take good care of her."
Nick felt like his eyebrows met his hairline just then. "Well that explains a lot. Siseir imprinted on a group of humans, just like Godzilla imprinted on me. Don't worry, I'll do my best to see to it that she is happy."
"You do that."
A clicking screech from above caught their attention. Nick naturally dove back into the tent and alerted his team to the threat. Monique was just closing her cell phone.
"Our man-eater is back." Nick said, grabbing the high-powered tranq gun.
"The military will be arriving shortly to collect the monsters." Monique stated coolly.
The rest of the team glared at her angrily, but there was work to be done. The ground shook and people began screaming outside the tent. The monitor showed Siseir swinging and leaping to interpose herself between the rat-wasp and the people who were out in the open to watch her. Her crest was standing up straight and she was snarling strong warning.
Go hide! Words in their minds like the wind whispering through the treetops.
"Who?" Nick and Elsie looked around.
"Merde." Monique breathed.
Mendel was already at the computer, "Readings indicate telepathy. Tracking down the source. Wait… sources. Two of them."
Nick was already gone.
Outside was a battlefield. Siseir was defending the humans as best she could, but the wounds from yesterday's battle were still hampering her. Her forelegs lashed out to catch the enemy's rat head.
Siseir, stay back and guard the small ones, I will take this intruder. Godzilla's incendiary breath knocked the rat-wasp away, and he leapt over them to chase this threat even back through the mangrove swamps.
Siseir watched him and waded a few feet back into the water before curling up, sinking back into healing sleep.
Godzilla returned hours later, tired, muddy, but triumphant. In his forepaws he carried a fish net he had 'found' and he returned to the sea where he had left Siseir and Nick behind in safety.
Only Siseir was not there.
Godzilla put the fish net down and began sniffing around, and finally roared and listened for a response.
Nothing, not even an echo of her roar or mind voice.
"Godzilla." His parent called from the sand.
Godzilla lowered his head and tried to convey his confusion. His parent scratched his jaw.
"She's gone Godzilla, to live with the other mutations at ex-site omega."
Words. More words he didn't understand. Where was she? Where?
Where?
"C'mon Godzilla, let's go home."