I do not own Godzilla.
Nick leaned back in his desk chair and sighed. So, Godzilla had saved them all from Gojira and they had all learned a very valuable lesson about forgetting the past. Gojira had learned something as well, Nick thought, and from the most unlikely of sources. Siseir had taught him that Humans, who he so hated, were not all inherently evil. It was a very good thing that Gojira must have seen some form of innocence in she whom had never taken a life without reason.
"A penny for your thoughts?" Elsie stood in the doorway to his room, a bowl of soup in either hand.
"I was just reflecting in everything that can happen in a day." Nick sighed, "Come in by the way."
Elsie laughed and joined him, sitting on the corner of the desk. "Here, have something to eat." She placed one bowl of soup down before him. He reached out to take it when his intercom beeped and Mendel's amused voice came over the speaker.
"Hey Nick, Randy just pissed off Godzilla. You might want to come and rescue him before he gets fried."
"On my way Mendel." Nick abandoned the bowl and shot out of the room like a bullet.
She saw the one called Gojira grin at her, those white eyes almost sparkling as he stole the soul of her mate. In her mind she saw the soul struggle and scream before finally being absorbed. Now the monster turned to her and grabbed her by the head again before she could blink. She felt the claws break through her skull even as she screamed, and before the world began to fade she felt the searing agony of claws slicing into her belly…
Siseir woke up screaming in the cave lair she and Godzilla had picked out. The nightmare pain faded as she looked herself over to insure the wounds were not real. Godzilla wasn't there, he was probably out checking on the rest of their family.
Without warning pain sliced again across her belly, and this time there was no dream to cloud her understanding of it. She was going to lay her eggs. Thinking and reason were washed from her mind, instinct taking over as the pain hit her again. She moved to the back of the cave and began scraping at the dirt there with her claws, forming a bowl-shaped nest.
Gojira popped his head out of the watery entrance to the lair. He laughs, "Aw what's the matter, miss your wake up call? I heard you scream."
Siseir never notices as she sinks into a pain-filled trance. Gojira notices and ducks out of the cave to fetch Godzilla.
Up on the island Nick is just managing to coax Godzilla to put Randy down rather than toss him a mile high. Safe to say, Godzilla really was pissed this time.
"You might wish to forestall teaching the young fool a lesson Godzilla. Siseir needs you." Gojira had popped just his head above the water again just to see how quickly Godzilla moved. He blinked and Godzilla was gone, leaving only ripples in the water.
In her trance, she smells Godzilla and feels him holding her forepaws to comfort her in the pains of birth, like humans do. She tries to open her eyes, but instead falls into a hallucination. Instead of Godzilla now it's Gojira with an evil smile. "My children, I thank you for the night of pleasure my dear, and now my son will be born."
Siseir snarls and lashes out. The smell of Godzilla's blood draws her from the hallucination and back to the real world. She opened her eyes to see Godzilla standing there and holding her paws, looking absolutely shocked as a wound opens up on his shoulder. Siseir whined and licked at the wound, trying to apologize.
It's all right, my Siseir. Godzilla rumbled and nuzzled her neck. He understood she had not meant to do that. Now he held her close, comforting her through the whole long process.
Hours later Godzilla watched Siseir sniff the eggs, surprisingly there were only twelve total, and nudge dirt up around the bases to keep them safe and secure. He blinked in surprise when she nudged four eggs away from the rest.
What are you doing?
These four are dead. She answered tiredly. She knew that she knew why they were dead, but right now she couldn't remember why.
Godzilla lowered his head to sniff at the eight eggs his mate was curling protectively around, then at the four she wanted away from her. The stench of death hit his nose so hard he almost sneezed. She was right, and he picked up two of the four dead eggs in his forepaws to carry them out of the lair and into the ocean where he dropped them into a crevasse where they would be forgotten.
On his way back Godzilla ran into Gojira, literally. He hadn't been paying attention as he swam headfirst into the other's side.
"What are you doing out here and not guarding your pretty little mate?"
Disposing of a few dead eggs. Bad luck for a first clutch. Was he imagining things, or did Gojira's eyes widen a few inches?
"How many?" Gojira had to feign professional disinterest, as he assumed Siseir had never told Godzilla just how many of their children he had taken.
Four out of twelve. Godzilla wasn't stupid, he has been around the humans and their 'shop talk' long enough to know that losing one out of every three eggs didn't bode well for future clutches.
Gojira picked up on those thoughts and frowned, "Believe me when I say there is nothing wrong with Siseir or you. Now get along and finish with those eggs before she gets a mind to do it herself."
Godzilla nodded and swam with speed back to the lair. Thankfully Siseir was under no precepts of moving. She remained as she was when he left, curled around the eggs to keep them warm and protected.
After taking care of the last two dead eggs Godzilla noticed a boat at the surface near the lair entrance, with a 'diving bell' extended all the way down. Godzilla rushed under the diving bell and into the lair to see who was visiting.
"Whoa, easy big guy." Nick soothed. His parent was dressed in 'scuba' gear, and it was obvious they were the ones from the bell. Randy was trying to stay behaved, though Monique's hand at the back of his neck was barely helping. His parent's mate Elsie was standing beside Siseir's head and cooing to her.
For her credit, Siseir was watching each and every one of them like a hawk. She loved these humans, and would trust them with her life in a fight, but her instincts told her to be wary of anything and everything that approached her eggs. The nervous one Mendel was taking pictures, a little too close for her liking. She hissed at him.
"Mendel, you might want to back off. Shh Siseir Hon, he won't hurt your eggs." Elsie crooned in imitation of how she had once heard Siseir sing.
Mendel did the wise thing and backed off.
"So, how long until the eggs hatch and I get to see my grandchildren?" Nick was smiling widely from against Godzilla's ankle.
Two, maybe three days. Siseir yawned sleepily.
"Then we wait." Monique said.
((I'm skipping ahead so I can spare a few people the tedium.))
Days later Siseir was nudging a pile of fish into one corner of the cave. She and Godzilla had taken turns guarding the eggs or going out fishing over the past few days.
Godzilla had even found a reactor for her to drain, so she could heal the damage done by Gojira over a week ago. Thankfully, it had been American.
Godzilla resurfaced from the water and dropped another gullet's worth of fish onto the pile.
They are close. Siseir walked back to the eggs and curled around them, though only in a semicircle this time. She lowered her head to the twitching eggs and crooned.
Sounds of movement came from inside the shells, and the rocking became fiercer. Slowly, ever so very slowly for the anxious parents, cracks began to form. More rocking and the cracks widened, with chips of eggshell flying away.
From the lead egg came a tiny squawk, followed by a cry as a small head emerged, damp pinfeathers cresting the head and marking the firstborn as female. In response to her cry the other eggs began to shake all the harder and soon other voices cried out.
Siseir was crooning and her long tongue was licking each of the human-sized hatchlings clean. Once each one was clean Godzilla would greet them, rumbling, and nudge them over to the fish-pile so they could eat their fill.
Welcome home, my children.
A/N Listen, right now Microsoft Word is giving me a lot of slag with opening and typing files. This story will have to go on hiatus until the error is fixed.