A couple minutes later, the earth began to tremble, causing Miki to fall from the log backwards. She picked herself up off from the ground nervously, trying to contain the intense pain she was inflicted by. The violent quakes then subsided mysteriously. Just when Miki thought everything was back to normal, a bright spiraling mass of light fluctuated in the dark clement sky, similar to the spiraling mass that Miki encountered just before jumping from the helicopter. She continued to observe the mysterious aperture like object, or whatever this thing was. Eventually, the spiraling mass dissipated.
Miki shrugged her shoulders, then continued her way up the murky trail. About fifteen meters ahead, the psychic encountered a bend in the trail. She looked ahead, squinting her eyes, attempting to see if anything was around the bend, for she knew that dangerous animals lurked in the forest. Rustling then could be heard in the thick brush on the right side of the trail. Miki disregarded the noise and continued to walk cautiously. Suddenly, a loud voice sounded behind her that echoed into the forest.
"Hey, who are you, and what are you doing this close to such a dangerous place!?" The voice yelled out. Miki jumped around in terror, only to find an old women leaning against her walking stick, standing in the middle of the trail.
"I'm Miki Saegusa from the E.S.P. Institute, I was traveling to Sapporo, but some swirling glowy thing destroyed my helicopter." Miki explained, trying not to sound ridiculous.
"This is a dangerous place my dear, distortions leading to different time periods are for some reason forming in this area." the old women said as she glimpsed up at the dark sky. Miki turned around and gazed down the path ahead of her. There was an old rock, with words ingraved on it. The frightful young women walked up to it, and wiped the dust off from the rock face, then began to read the peculiar rhyme that was on it.
"Evil thrives with in a tomb
a demon of ancient history, dwellith here
approach this fiend, and you'll meet your doom
if you come across this monstrosity, all you'll feel is overwhelming fear
the dragon of devastation, liveth here
Desghidorah, the menace of an ancient era..."
"Desghidorah..." Miki murmured as she looked away from the sign and gazed over at the women.
"Yes, Desghidorah, his tomb is nearby, the place where Mothra Leo and the Elias locked him away, with the Seal of Elias." The women muttered as she remembered what happened.
"That was seven years ago, I remember it vividly, I had to leave, for Desghidorah destroyed my home shortly after in his battle with Mothra. These temporal distortions I fear, was created by Mothra Leo when he used his final attack, which was the most powerful one. It must have punctured a hole in the space-time continuum, and that gives for more worse monsters the chance to enter our time. Also, if one of them temporal apertures happens to damage Desghidorah's tomb, it would release enough energy for the dragon to be freed." The women explained as she leaned against her walking stick uneasily.
"But I thought that the Seal of Elias could hold Desghidorah with in the rock with its powers?" Miki mumbled.
"Your right, but there's another problem, the Seal of Elias is missing. I encountered Mothra's faries, the Elias, in the woods the other day, they fear that someone has taken it, most likely a human." The women again explained as she glanced over at the stone with the warning of Desghidorah engraved on it.
The women began to walk into the foliage that bordered the trail. "Come young one, we must get in doors." The women said as she continued to waddle into the dark forest with her walking stick at her side. Miki then followed, but before she did, she glanced at the stone with the ancient writing once more. She then turned around and followed the women into the woods. Miki and the women entered a small meadow that laid quietly in the midst of the forest, at the center there was a small cottage. Both weary women walked in. "Do sit down dear." Said the old women with a soft voice. Miki sat down and adored the beautiful pictures and art forms that were displayed throughout the room.
"So, what's your name ma'am?" Asked Miki, as she closed her eyes, catching the fine aroma of meat, rice, and vegetables that the women simmered.
"O, my name is Sylvia Hano, you can just call me Sylvia, or granny if you want to." A few minutes passed by, Miki was nearly falling asleep on the table, until Sylvia sat a plate of sukiyaki down by Miki's face.
"There you go dear." Sylvia said nicely as she waddled back into the kitchen. "Wow, this smells great!" Shouted Miki. Eventually, Sylvia walked out of the aromatized kitchen with a nice plate of food for herself. She gazed at Miki, the whole time that she walked around the table to sit down. "Let's say grace." Sylvia said as they both bowed their heads and closed their eyes.
Miki was not entirely familiar with this form of prayer, although, she recalled her friend Donny using this method of Christianity quite frequently. Miki was raised in the Buddhist religion, so she wasn't familiar with the same kind of praying. Over the years thought she grew to admire this form of prayer.
Sylvia then began to pray. "Dear lord, thank you for bringing this nice young girl to have dinner with me, please bless this food and have it be nourishment for our bodies, in your name I pray...amen." Miki without hesitation, began to eat, she jammed loads of food in her mouth until it was completely full.
About thirty minutes later, the two finished eating and began to gossip with each other. "So, how long have you lived here?" Asked Miki as she took a sip of her cup of herbal tea. "About fifty-five years, my husband died nine years ago. I was born April 18, 1918." Sylvia explained as she turned to gaze out of the southern window, over looking a dark valley that stretched towards the horizon. Miki recognized that date, it seemed familiar to her. It was Donny's grandmother's date of birth as well. Donny's grandmother passed away last year, it was a tragedy for him, he has been acting differently ever since. Miki explained this to Sylvia. "I recall when my mother passed away, it was a tragedy for me as well." Sylvia said, trying not to remember those sad events.
"Donny hasn't had an easy life, when he was in school, he had very few friends, everyone knew that he had telepathic powers, and they were afraid of him." Miki said with great sympathy. "His family is very kind and sweet, they are all he really has left, except for Christianity, and his friends, myself being one of them." She then continued. "How could you live in such a dangerous place for so long?" Miki asked, attempting to change the subject.
"Why, the protector of the forest keeps everything safe here, including myself." Sylvia said with a wise voice. "Protector, surely Desghidorah isn't the protector?" Miki said the tone of her voice rose.
As Sylvia went to respond, the earth began to shake violently. Glass ornaments and dishes fell onto the floor and shattered into pieces. Sylvia screamed in panic as here crippled body fell onto the floor from the intense quaking. Miki reached down and she managed to help Sylvia out of the house. Once they stepped outside, huge spiraling apertures could be seen across the sky. Trees rustled violently as air currents blared down from on high. Both women sat on the ground next to each other in fear.
The temporal perforations grew with such intensity, that they began to collapse in on themselves causing great explosions that flared down towards the ground in the valley. A chain reaction of explosions made its way towards the ancient tomb of Desghidorah.
"O no, the tomb is going to be blasted by explosions!" Sylvia yelled in panic as she managed to raise herself off from the ground. Suddenly, there was a giant eruption of dirt and rock that exploded into the air at least a thousand feet. After several more, minor explosions, all became as quiet as death itself. Both Sylvia and Miki stood in fear as they heard a noise similar to loud elephant wails. A few moments later, out of the smoke and fire, emerged an ancient three headed monster with four legs. "Desghidorah has risen." Sylvia muttered as she was reliving nearly what happened seven years ago.