Chapter 2

Cold Heir

The reawakened Godzilla marched across the frozen tundra of Antarctica. The sun hit his dorsal spines, giving them a slight orange glow. With each step, Godzilla felt the thick ice buckle and crack beneath his feet.

He reached the side of a mountain. In this mountain was a large crevasse filled with heavy snow.

Godzilla began to dig, not with intentions of digging a hole, but to carefully excavate something precious.

Underneath the layers of ice and snow was a pudgy thing with dark grey skin. Godzilla's dorsal spines dimly illuminated before he released radioactive heat from his mouth. It was a much weaker form of his atomic fire, like a mother alligator's powerful jaw gently carrying her young.

The snow and ice melted away to reveal something almost resembling himself, but one third the size. It shifted around as if not wanting to get up. Not willing to wait until the small thing felt like awaking by his own accord, Godzilla stuck his head into the crevasse and released a roar that caused several avalanches on the mountain.

The mini monster shot open his eyes and stood up, butting heads with his larger counterpart accidentally.

An avalanche of snow fell off his head, but he shook it off. He looked around confused.

Godzilla grabbed the little one, yanked him out of the mountain, and threw him into the open of Antarctica. He then tried to run back into the crevasse out of the wind chill, but Godzilla kicked him back down before roaring at him again to cooperate.

The young Minilla, adopted son of Godzilla, looked up at his father and stood still. After a moment of cold air, Godzilla walked over to the little one, knelt down and embraced him. His dorsal spines glowed, warming both of them.

Minilla was not yet developed enough to generate the kind of radioactive heat that Godzilla was capable of. It was unlikely that Minilla would be able to obtain the level of power that Godzilla possessed from heavy mutation, yet his stern guardian trained him regularly with such expectations.

Minilla's company and rearing gave Godzilla a sense of purpose. It filled a hole in his life of solitude before he had discovered the child.

Godzilla headed towards the shore, Minilla trotting close behind.

Back at the ruins of Site G, Vincent, Gordon, and the few other survivors had made camp in the sleeping quarters. Mattresses were piled up around the door in order to keep the precious warm air are in.

"I'm Gordon, if I hadn't formally introduced myself yet." Gordon introduced himself to the young female researcher as he kneeled in front of her, tightly wrapping medical bandage he had found in the nurse's office around her sprained ankle.

"I'm Yukie Nakama. Thank you very much for your help." She winced in pain a little as Gordon's strong hands applied the bandage.

"I'm just being a gentleman, Miss Yukie. I suppose you could thank Godzilla for not crushing the medical bay." He said with a bit of a smile.

"How can you smile at all at a time like this?" Yukie asked as reality rushed back to her.

After a second to think, Gordon replied, "I guess I'm the kind a guy that takes things as they come. No point in feeling bad over something none of us could have stopped. We couldn't have even gotten everyone out of the facility in time. The radiation spike came out of nowhere and then…"

"Well, rescue is on its way, right? Wasn't a distress signal sent?" Miss Yukie hoped.

Gordon had to erase that hope, "No, It could be a week before they even think of sending someone. The radio antenna must have been taken out before I could send the distress call." He continued to wrap Yukie's angle. "I guess it's not easy to smile when you've doomed everybody."

"Hey! Don't think that you've doomed us. We'll figure a way out of this." Yukie exclaimed. "Keep that cute chin up."

Yukie's little compliment gave Gordon his smile back for a second, but it soon ran away again. "It's not easy to take everything as it comes. I just wish I could have saved him. He was right behind me."

"Who?" pondered Yukie.

"Eric, he was my assistant. He was just a kid out of technical school. The ceiling fell and… he was right behind me."

"It's not your fault, Gordon."

"I've been trying to tell myself that."

Vincent then interrupted them. "Gordon, you said you weren't able to send the distress signal out?"

"No, I couldn't get any kind of signal out."

"Jesus Christ!" Vincent cursed, "They'll know something is up eventually, but every minute counts now! We need to contact someone. Gordon, is there another radio on base?"

"We still have the emergency ham radio, yeah. But it'll be a bit of a hike."

"The UN needs to know. We don't have a choice."

Godzilla and son were near the end of their trek through the cold wasteland.

Just a few miles ahead lay the ocean. Godzilla longed to swim in the vast ocean again. He felt most at home there. In the ocean, he could swim at speeds up to ninety knots. Nature tends to make large animals move very slowly, but Godzilla is not a product of nature.

After hibernating for so long, Godzilla was very hungry. The food he had stored in his body was depleted. He was hoping not to run into any more enemies until had gotten his energy back up.

Godzilla stopped and lifted his head in attention.

Minilla, inattentive, walked into his father's back and stumbled.

Godzilla's senses were all sharpened. Something was wrong. Godzilla felt a threat, something extremely powerful, and sinister. It was coming. He swung around to see if anything was following him, there was nothing but his worried looking son.

After a moment, Godzilla signaled Minilla to keep moving, and the two continued on.

Vincent and Gordon, covered in as many layers of clothes they could find, made their way up to the surface. From there, they walked nearly a mile to the research base.

Once inside, they found it to be still very cold.

From there, they descended into the storage rooms below the base.

"Here she is!" Gordon exclaimed as he pulled out the old radio. I ever tell you my dad had one of these? I loved it!"

"Tell me all about it later, pal. Godzilla isn't slowing down any."

Vincent pulled up the generator. And put gasoline in it. With a hard yank of the cord, the generator started up along with the radio.

Gordon sat down in front of the radio, wore the headphones, and tuned into the emergency frequency.

"Mayday, mayday! Does anyone read?" He waited a moment and repeated "Mayday, mayday!"

"Identify yourself," a voice came in through the radio.

"This is Douglas Gordon of Site G. We are reporting that G has flown. The subject has left the area and was last know to be heading north east."

Meanwhile, with Godzilla and Minilla, the two marched over a great frozen lake.

Then Minilla let out a cry. Godzilla turned around the see what was the matter. Minilla was looking to the sky as something was falling towards them.

A blinding explosion of light appeared in the sky to the north. Godzilla swung back around to gaze at the unsettling spectacle. The clouds around the burst of light were spread far apart by the shock wave. Godzilla felt the force of the explosion brush against his face.

Out of the heart of the blast, came an object. It was some kind of long gigantic form, almost four hundred feet in length. As the gargantuan thing streaked down to the Earth at an angle, it was followed by a long tail of smoke.

Godzilla watched as the thing flew off into the distance, and eventually crashing into the Earth. It kicked up several tons of ice, rock, and snow high into the air.

Godzilla didn't like it, he watched it intensely. Minilla grew very scared and moved closer to Godzilla. Godzilla waited, staring at the base of the pillar of smoke slowly rising to the sky. He stood without motion. Legs firmly planted, tail at rest, brow lowered, face static, eyes dead ahead.

A small explosion came from the smoldering crater. Godzilla now heard something moving around inside the hole, clawing away at the ice and rock.

The air was still very quiet, very still. Godzilla turned to Minilla and roared at him and motioned his head to the shore.

Minilla hesitated. He wanted to fight alongside his father, but Godzilla roared at him again. Minilla obeyed, trotting off over a small mountain range.

Godzilla's attention returned to the suspected adversary. He cried out to it in hopes of a response. Then, like the firing of a gun, some kind of large form sped towards Godzilla from underneath the frozen lake's surface. Godzilla could see the creature speed towards him as the ice was forced upwards to the surface.

Even as the bulging crack speeded at Godzilla, he still stood his ground. Closer and closer it grew every second, closer and faster. One mile from Godzilla, half mile, quarter mile. Godzilla finally moved one of his feet and took one step back.

Just before the raging monster reached Godzilla, it stopped. It was like the creature underneath had vanished.

Godzilla stood in attack pose. He glared at the ground around him, expecting the unknown thing to burst up through the ground.

Then Godzilla heard movement, he shot his head down, it was right underneath him.

He quickly jumped backwards into the air. The ground where Godzilla stood exploded up, and out came a horrid beast. It jumped out of the ice and had its claws and knees risen in a martial arts manner.

Godzilla finally saw this new mystery monster. The most dreadful thing about the beast were its eyes, they seemed to be sunk into the face, being shadowed. They had no pupils; they were like red rubies, almost seeming to glow. Monster X had his dark eyes on Godzilla.

After exploding from beneath, the mysterious Monster X came to its feet, straddling the large hole it had just made. As it stood there, it leaned forward just slightly, glaring fearsomely into Godzilla's eyes. Godzilla still didn't know who or what this monster was, but he got the feeling that it wanted to tear his throat out.

Godzilla and Monster X glared at one another. Godzilla's eyes: a fiery rage. Monster X: a pure dead evil. They both slowly and cautiously leaned towards one another; tensions rising, teeth snarling.

Like a force finally shattering a pane of glass, Monster X could not resist the battle. With a hideous deep roar, Monster X lunged at Godzilla, swiping one of his claws at him. Godzilla's patience gave him the chance to grab Monster X's claw before it hit his face. With teeth snarling, the evil beast swung his other claw at Godzilla, only to have it caught in his opponents other hand.

Monster X released another hateful roar at Godzilla. He lifted his foot and placed it against Godzilla's abdomen. With a forceful kick from, Godzilla was torn from his attacker and sent sliding across the icy lake, but he did not fall down. His toenails clawing the surface.

Monster X darted forward.

Godzilla regained his balance and threw a roar back. He then began to run towards Monster X. The ice fractured severely beneath his stomping feet.

Monster X thrust his claw forward and grabbed the charging Godzilla right by the throat.

Godzilla felt as if he had run into a wall. Monster X's arm didn't buckle a bit when it grasped its prize. His grasp grew tighter as it both trapped Godzilla, and strangled him. Godzilla tried to pull away, but Monster X's stiff arm would not move.

Monster X stared into Godzilla with an evil glee. The mad monster then lifted Godzilla off the ground with his one hand. Godzilla struggled frantically to breath, both his hands tried to tear the beast away, but to no avail. His eyes began to roll back. His mouth was gaping, but not a sound came from it. His tail continuously slammed the ground.

Monster X, with a sick sense of joy, teased Godzilla by allowing his toenails to just scratch the ground as he tried to kick himself up.

Soon, Godzilla began to slow down, his arms fell, his tail hung limp. Godzilla dangled in the beast's grasp, death racing ever closer.

Just then, Monster X's focus was broken when a ring of smoke hit him in the face, blinding his vision, burning his eyes, and choking his breath.

Minilla ducked back behind a cliff before his father's nemesis spotted him. The weakened monster tried to bat away the smoke with one hand. He then threw Godzilla with incredible strength and power. Godzilla went flying at least four hundred feet away from the hulking beast.

In mid air, Godzilla quickly took a deep reviving breath and his dorsal spines began to illuminate bright blue. With a quaking crash, Godzilla fell to the ground which cracked and buckled under his weight. Godzilla lifted his head and looked at his nemesis. His awesome power built up within him, blue fire leaked from his maw.

Still on his back, the heat grew strong in his spines, soon weakening the fractured ice beneath him. The icy ground collapsed into the lake it sealed underneath, Godzilla with it. The heat from his back struck the water, sending up steam before Godzilla disappeared underneath the frigid water.

All Monster X could see was a large dark hole.

A burning rage erupted inside Monster X. He had let Godzilla slip away when he had him in his grasp. He cursed his foolishness and unleashed a hideous roar of anger.

But to Monster X's surprise, the battle was not yet over. The water in the hole illuminated and boiled. Monster X's eyes widened. A bright blast of energy busted out of the ice in front of Monster X. Great chunks of ice were forced outward.

The beam collided with Monster X's chest. He stumbled backwards from the great force and roared out in pain as the atomic fire charred his flesh.

Monster X stood motionless, silent, and pissed. His entire top half was coated in black soot and was slightly smoldering. He bared his many sharp white teeth. The maddened monster quickly began running at a sprint, towards the now steaming water hole. He leaped in, feet first.

Every inch of his skin was suddenly struck with numbing coldness, though it did relieve him of the pain inflicted from Godzilla's atomic blast. He saw Godzilla swim frantically away like an alligator.

Godzilla was too weak, too hungry. Trying to fight would be far too foolish.

Monster X chased after his prey, he swam somewhat like an otter or seal.

Both monsters raced under the ice. They were swimming the same race, but each had a different goal. Monster X's goal appeared to be very close; Godzilla's seemed to not even be within range. Monster X quickly shortened the gap between him and the tired and hungry monster. Godzilla looked back at his hunter, realizing that running was not an option.

Monster X was now within attack range. He gained speed and reached out to grab Godzilla's tail with both claws. Godzilla was suddenly halted and yanked back.

Godzilla might stand a chance if he could use his atomic blast, that is if he were fighting from a distance, but there was no way he could fight tooth and nail. He had to think quickly. Monster X would not let go of his tail. Godzilla rolled his body forward. Monster X, reluctant to release Godzilla's tail, was smashed up into ice above. Godzilla was released and continued his escape. Though he feared Monster X would only assault him in the next few moments. He would attempt to lose this beast in the dark abyss of the ocean floor if he had to.

Monster X had been stunned from the great blow. He glared angrily at his escaping prize.

Godzilla returned to the hole he had made and took in a breath. Climbing out onto the surface, Godzilla collapsed from exhaustion.

Everything was hazy. His vision was spinning. What up was was not so clear.

He saw Monster X burst up from the ice and walk casually towards him. His enemy raised a claw and readied to strike.

But before the strike could be delivered, the small Minilla jumped between the two monsters. He covered his father with his arms and roared up at Monster X.

Monster X bellowed an intimidating roar down at the little kaiju.

Minilla refused to move. He was determined to me brave and stand strong like his father.

Godzilla saw his son's bravery. He tried to push him away, but his arm was too weak.

Monster X did it for him. He grabbed the young monster by the arm and tossed him aside.

Minilla let out a reluctant cry.

Monster X was about to attack, but was yet again interrupted by Minilla who grabbed ahold of his leg and bit it. Despite being young, his teeth were developed enough to deliver a nasty wound.

But bites were not going to stop the bloodthirsty beast. Monster X backhanded Minilla.

Minilla inhaled and released another ring of hot smoke directly into Monster X's face.

Monster X was fed up. He lifted his leg. Then, with the force resembling that of a horse to a human, Monster X delivered a powerful kick to Minilla's chest.

The young kaiju let out a quick cry of pain and went flying like a tossed doll. He landed a few hundred feet away.

Godzilla raised his head. His rage was hot enough give him the strength get up, but everything went black when a fist came smashing down on his head.

Godzilla was knocked out. He laid motionless on the ice with his mouth agape.

Monster X gave a menacing growl. He was going to finish what he had came to do. He braced himself and clenched his fists, his eyes changed from a crimson red to a shining yellow. Yellow light spewed from his mouth too.

Then he heard something in the sky. It sounded like a clap of thunder.

The yellow light faded from his eyes and they went back to red.

He looked up at the sky. Thick clouds were forming. They gathered above the monsters. Lightning and thunder clashed within the converging clouds.

These peculiar clouds slowly began to circulate and snake their way down.

It looked as if a massive tornado was forming directly over Monster X.

The dense and dark cyclone touched down with extreme suddenness and speed right in between Monster X and the fallen Godzilla.

Monster X leaped back out of the way.

Then, just as quickly it had descended, it dissipated.

Revealing itself in place of the tornado was Mothra. She was as big as either of the other two monsters. She had a wingspan of seven hundred feet.

The great moth had vibrant and colorful wings of red, orange, and yellow that seemed to glow in the setting sunlight. Her eyes were like gems of the deepest blue. The white and black fur that covered her body flowed in the wind like tall grass on a windy plain. She hovered just over the fallen Godzilla and gave a screech. She was not going to let any more harm come to Godzilla.

Monster X glared at Mothra and unleashed a roar of rage and despise.

Then, through telepathic means, Monster X spoke to Mothra.

"Mosura! You know I could tear your wings off in an instant! Leave now and I may spare you!"

Mothra did not obey. Instead, she began to flap her wings. As she flapped, little sparks flashed in the air. Then, with one more big flap, a hundred bright blue bolts of lightning shot forth and assaulted Monster X.

The bolts licked at Monster X's armor as he roared out in pain. He had to take several steps back.

With a screech, Mothra ceased her assault. She flapped her wings with immense force and launched up into the sky.

Monster X lowered his hands from his face and roared up at her.

Like a bullet being fired, the devil flew up towards the heavens as well.

Faster and faster she flapped her wings and higher and higher she soared. As she went through cloud after cloud, she left a white dash in the sky behind her.

In the next moment, she was high above the earth in the stratosphere. She began to break from Earth's gravity.

When she was younger, she could break from gravity with little trouble. Being much older, doing such things became much harder. She worked her aged wings until she feared that they would break off. She flapped until she did not feel the Earth pulling at her any longer.

Mothra no longer needed to flap her wings. She had a special ability that very few beings possessed. She could warp the space around her allowing her to travel in no atmosphere. She used it to a small degree to fly on earth, but relying completely on it within an atmosphere would consume too much of her energy. The ability allowed her to travel to the moon in a matter of moments.

Monster X, slowly closing in behind her, had this same ability. He was significantly stronger.

With no air resistance hindering them, the two achieved supersonic speeds.

Mothra's ageing body couldn't keep the pace up. She began to decelerate halfway between Earth and the Moon.

Monster X's body, however, knew no age. The distance to his adversary decreased.

He caught up and slammed into Mothra with his armored shoulder.

Mothra fluttered frantically in an attempt to escape the tumble she had been thrown into. Her cries fell silent in the vacuum of space.

While violently grabbing her head, Monster X began clawing at Mothra's wings.

She reacted by releasing surges of electricity through them. The shock traveled into Monster X's claws and through his body, knocking him back. He was paralyzed momentarily.

It allowed Mothra to escape. She flew up and around so she was behind Monster X where she then released her lightning once again.

Monster X's back arched as his whole body convulsed. She pumped electricity into Monster X for as long as she could. She was old and became worn out quicker than she used to.

After Monster X was done smoldering, he turned around to face the tired moth. His eyes looked more red and dreadful that they usually did.

"Mosura," Monster X began, "you old mighty thing. I see you draw near the end of a life cycle. What possessed you to expose yourself in such a condition?"

"What possessed you to return?! We banished you!" A tired Mothra replied.

"'We?' Who's 'we?' Bagan can't defend you now."

Monster X held up his claw and looked at it.

"And I return," he continued, "because this imprisoning form disallows me to travel anywhere else. I have you to thank for that."

Mothra attempted to make a surprise attack. She charged. Her wings surged with lightning.

Monster X was fast too. He charged.

The two clashed with the force of two tidal waves, but Monster X had more power. He grabbed onto Mothra and the two went hurtling towards the moon at incredible speed.

They landed heavily in the lunar Sea of Crises. Moon dust and rocks were thrown far out into space. Monster X stumbled to his feet to see Mothra floating in front of him.

"I hold more power than is apparent," Mothra stated, "Leave here, menace!"

"Mosura, please," Monster X said as he slowly approached Mothra, "I don't want to kill you. I never have. I seek the same goals as you. I have a poor and struggling space faring people in need of a home. Join me, Mosura, and we can bring harmony to both human and Xilian."

"Don't insult me by taking me for a fool! You seek only death and nothingness!" Mothra yelled before unleashing more lighting from her wings. The storm struck the lunar surface as well as its target. Moon dust was kicked up.

When the lightning stopped, Monster X leaped out of the cloud of moon dust. Mothra was gone.

"A coward as always," he said by himself. He flew up high above the moon. His opponent was gone. She was fast when she needed to be.

A snow storm was brewing.

Godzilla's eyes shot open. He was confused and hadn't quite made out what had happened. Where was his advisairy? Then he remembered Minilla.

Godzilla quickly picked himself up and looked around.

The great monster that had laid waste to cities, the awesome beast that was thought to be indestructible, the towering tyrant that the world had come to fear could now only stand numbly in dismay at the sight of his son lying face down on the snow.

He made the agonizing march towards his fallen Minilla. His heart felt heavy as he waited desperately for his son to move. He didn't.

He then knelt down and scooped the little one into his now weak and trembling arms.

To his horror, his son was still alive, only holding on by the thinnest thread. He breathed weakly. His eyes struggled to stay open. The father and son looked longingly into one another's eyes. Minilla made a quiet whimper and tried to reach up to his father's face.

Godzilla took Minilla's reaching arm, not wanting him to strain himself.

His dorsal spines lit up as he attempted to warm his son, but it was no use. He breathed out a blue radioactive mist onto Minilla, but Minilla grew colder and colder quickly.

The grieving father made a high pitched cry of pain. The deepest sorrow lingered in his eyes. Then, as he was looking into his heir's eyes, he saw the life fall out of them.

Godzilla kneeled there silently for a while.

After a time, Godzilla carried his son to the shore. He wanted to take him to the deep ocean, as deep as he could go. He remembered it from his childhood. That was where most of his species went to die. If a member of the family died on land, they would be carried to the deep ocean.

Godzilla stepped into icy water, but was confronted with a most unwelcome sight.

A massive fleet of battleships and carriers were just offshore. Tanks were being deployed as well as maser cannons down the coast.

The cold woeful agony that filled Godzilla was then flooded out by burning wretched agony. A flame grew in the father's eyes as he turned towards the humans and their armada.

He gently sat his son down in the shallow water and turned back to the ships.

A barrage of fire flew towards the monster. The cannons recoiled as flashes of fire and smoke burst forth from them. The projectiles blasted their way through the cold air.

They all collided with their target, Godzilla. He was bombarded with fire causing little bits of his tough flesh to fly away. His knees began to weaken and buckle under the pain, but Godzilla quickly recovered and held his ground.

Godzilla's entire form was engulfed by dark smoke. For a few seconds Godzilla was invisible; masked by the thick billowing blackness. He could smell his own toasting flesh. He ignored the pain. The wall of smoke began to loosen up as light began to pierce it. Sunlight was not the only light behind the smoke. Godzilla's figure was silhouetted by a bright blue light from behind. The dark motionless form of the monster stood silent. His head was nodded down, shadowing his eyes.

The men in the military vehicles looked on in terror at the menacing beast behind snow and smoke. The cannons were readied to fire once again. The soldier's within the many tanks, missile launchers, and maser cannons took aim.

Godzilla parted his legs and planted them firmly into the ground.

"Fire at will! Fire, fire!!!" yelled a voice over the radios.

Every gun in the small army was fired at once. The large metallic dishes at the head of the masers charged with plasma energy then discharged a beam of lightning.

Godzilla was once again bombarded, merely flinching at the impacts. His dorsal fins were humming and crackling violently with blue light. A mass of fiery blue energy was building up in the back of his throat. He snarled at his adversaries. Exploding out of Godzilla's throat, and cutting clear through billowing smoke, came a blue spiraling stream of atomic fire. It had all the power of a concentrated atomic explosion. The atomic heat ray collided with the tanks. It eliminated everything in its wake.

In a matter of seconds, the majority of the assault vehicles were gone. A cold black crater lay in the ice. Only six tanks and two rocket launchers remained. The three remaining maser tanks fired at Godzilla. Bolts of continues electricity shot out of the large dishes. The bolts hit Godzilla's chest and abdomen. Godzilla roared out in agony. The masers' deadly bolts surged through the monster's body. Godzilla rose up, and glared at his attackers.

The masers could not fire again, they needed to cool down. The remaining tanks and missile launchers fired away. Godzilla's eyes became infernos of rage. He charged the land units down the coast. He ignored the pesky missiles colliding with him. Godzilla continued to run right through the bombardment of enemy projectiles.

His heavy foot came down on the first tank he saw. Then he kicked another one. It want flying and crashed down further down the coast, exploding in impact. He swung his body around and swept his huge tail across the ground, taking out every last one of the vehicles. They each exploded as they collided with Godzilla's tail.

This would usually be the part when Godzilla released a loud roar of victory into the sky, but that wasn't the case that day.

He glared out at the battleships out in the ocean. They were retreating.

He silently turned back to his son. The snow was hard and heavy now. The clouds were blocking out the sunlight. He knelt down and held him in his arms again. They stayed there for a very long time as the snow blanketed them.

After that very long time, Godzilla rose, still holding his cold son.

He swam for hours in what could have been an ocean of his tears. Further and further he swan. Deeper and deeper he dove.

It was completely dark that deep. Then it became blinding. Godzilla had illuminated his dorsals. The ocean floor was lit up as Godzilla swam by. Fish and other little creatures who were used to living in pitch blackness hurried away from the glowing mountain range that was Godzilla's back.

He approached the edge of a great cliff and planted his feet on the ocean floor. Sand flew up and slowly floated back down.

Standing at the edge of the undersea cliff, Godzilla continued holding his son. He remembered their time together. He remembered finding him as a newborn. He remembered feeling wanted and loved in a world that otherwise had none of that for him. He remembered finding what he had been searching for for so long. It was all over now.

He had always wanted to be strong for Minilla and show him how to be dominant and powerful. However Godzilla felt weaker than he had ever felt. He wanted to hold the child for longer, but he was becoming terribly heavy. His arms finally gave out. Minilla slipped from his grasp and slowly sank over the cliff. Godzilla watched for as long as his son was visible. Even after Minilla disappeared into the darkness, Godzilla watched on for some time.

Then he accepted that it was time to go. And there was only one place he wanted to go. The voice that woke him had woke for a reason. He wanted answers. He wanted revenge.