Godzilla: The Birth
Chapter 4
The Flames
Several months passed by. The infants grew rapidly and were soon the height of their parents hips. Godzilla really began to stick out during this time. His body was growing more stout than the other younglings and he was several feet taller than even the older ones. He still played with the others and they treated him as if he were the same.
A favorite game of young Gojirasaurs was wrestling. Most of the time they would play one-on-one with each other, but often it broke out into a playful free-for-all. Godzilla loved to wrestle with his siblings. It would take all three of them to even budge the oversized imp, let alone pin him. Godzilla sometimes let the others win because it was fun. Most of the time however, he would pin all three down and roar out his victory proudly.
After one such session, the four's father called them to him. He led them into the jungles near the nesting grounds. He stopped a distance in and then stepped before them. After ensuring that they all were paying attention, he turned to a nearby tree. His dorsal fins glowed blue as he shot the acidic substance from his mouth at the tree. The tree immediately wilted and sagged as the caustic substance dissolved it. He then motioned to the children to try and do it as well.
They all took turns trying to spit the acid. The one of the males tried first. His small finds gave a light glow as he spat. He only shot it a few feet, missing the shrub he had aimed for. The female sibling went next and actually hit the tree she was aiming for. She growled happily as her spit made a noticeable dent in the tree. The next one was about to go when a gigantic snake slithered up. It was one of many large creature that also occupied the island and it noticed the small group outside of the herd. It decided that it could make a quick snack of one of the younglings.
The adult acted quickly and got between the children and the snake. He bared his teeth at the serpent, who responded by flashing its fangs and hissing. The snake lunged, and the adult struggled against it by holding its neck with his claws. The snake snapped at him as the father hit it against the ground to try and knock it out. Suddenly, the serpent's tail wrapped about his head. The gojirasaur struggled against the coiling serpent, causing him to lose his grip on the head. It gripped on a thick patch of trees and used the leverage to pull the saurian to the ground.
As it reared to strike the stunned gojirasaur, Godzilla charged its side. The snake had the wind knocked out of it and when it recomposed itself it hissed violently at the young creature. While his siblings squealed in panic, Godzilla stood firm, roaring in challenge to the snake. The serpent lunged, but Godzilla dodged and leaped onto its neck. The snake struggled with his weight as it tried to shake the little monster off. Godzilla took a bite in snake's neck and the creature shot up with such force as to finally shake the smaller creature off.
Godzilla rolled and landed on his hands and knees. The serpent righted itself and slowly slithered toward the little monster. Godzilla began to breathe heavy, his eyes shining a brilliant orange hue, like a burning flame. His dorsal plates glowed more brightly than even his father's. As the snake reared up next to him, Godzilla fell to his side and spat at the serpent's face. The serpent didn't dodge the spit because years of interactions between the species had allowed a resistance to build against the acid. It might cause irritation of the skin, but no real damage.
However, Godzilla's spit didn't just irritate the flesh. It burned it. Literally burned it with fire. The substance ignited as blue flames and burned against the snake's skin. The snake cried out in pain as the flames burned the flesh of its face. By this time Godzilla's father had recovered and ran up to the snake, pinning it with his foot and snapping its neck between his jaws. It flopped about a bit before the fact that it was dead was realized by the rest of its body.
The other young ran up to Godzilla, affectionately demonstrating their respect and gratitude to him for his bravery. His father also showed his respect to the little hero. They all began to walk back to the nest, when the father looked back for a second. He looked intently at the strange burn marks on the serpent's head. It was a new reminder that Godzilla truly was unlike any other Gojirasaur.
AN. Baby's first Monster brawl. Even as a tyke, GZ kicks butt.