Ollo, dear readers! Until the Blue Beetle movie gets a fanfiction archive over here, I've decided to update my old DC stories on both my accounts, one at a time, starting with this one since I read the NES Godzilla Creepypasta and it got me back into the Godzilla fandom.

solivagant:wandering alone

Mordred's eyes widened when he heard a rumbling sound. Looking at the entrance, he saw that the boulder that was blocking it was being moved. The boy trembled in fear of what Ghidorah, would do but then he noticed arms—arms—wrapping themselves around him, holding him fast, and then—

Looking up, he saw Godzilla, eyeing the entrance, a deep rumble erupting from his chest. Trying to move a little, Mordred winced as his left leg screamed in pain as he did that. Looking down, he saw that it was encrusted with dry blood. Before he could do anything else, Ghidorah had fully moved the boulder and walked in the cavern.

He smiled at them, it was a gentle smile but to both Mordred and Godzilla, it wasn't comforting. It also didn't help that he had blood on his face. He was carrying a bunch of white clothes and another pair of chains in his arms.

"AWWWW! Look at this! My two favorite people in this whole universe, are getting along. I am so glad for that. I was kind of worried you wouldn't take well with our new son, my Broken Prince." The way he spoke put a shiver down her spine. It sounded like three people were talking at once. Putting the stuff down in a corner of the cavern, he walked towards them. Godzilla stood up, making a wall between Mordred and Ghidorah...

The dragon man chuckled, finding it funny that his mate was already being an overprotective parent to the hatchling. But it didn't surprise him. Remembering in the past how Godzilla would watch over young ones so their parents could go for a hunt.

"Well I know you probably want to be with the hatchling more, but I think it's time for the dear to have a bath. We need to get those worms' scent off of her. Can't have any child of ours smelling like that," With that, he went to get Mordred, who was curled up in a ball, next to the wall. Godzilla leaped at Ghidorah, his claws out, hoping to get the boy at least enough time to get out. But Ghidorah was faster and had more energy. Before Godzilla knew it, he was on the floor clutching his stomach, where Ghidorah had punched it. He then was on his face with Ghidorah's foot on his head. He tried to get up but Ghidorah put more pressure, and Godzilla's face got squished against the ground.

"Nice try, my Broken Prince, but even after only three days, you are still weak from when those worms hit you with that device that destroyed the oxygen in the water. Now it's time for our baby's bath, you just rest there, my love," With that, Ghidorah headed towards Mordred.

Mordred tried to run, but with his left leg being the way it was he wasn't fast enough, and in no time at all, he was draped over the beast's shoulder. He tried to break free, flailing wildly, screaming "Let me go!" but to no avail.

"Oh, we will, hatchling, but only for a little while." And with that, the poor boy was dropped onto the ground.

The caves were soon lit up with a golden glow as Ghidorah turned back into back into his three-headed form.

"Oh, for the love of Pete, I hate turning into that weak form. It's so crowded!" The right head complained as he shook back and forth.

The middle head rolled his eyes, "Yes, Ni, I quite agree but it's best this way. To make sure our Broken Prince won't escape, we have to keep him in those Tartarus Chains so he won't turn into his true form and escape."

The left head nodded at that, giggling. "And once we control this world, we'll be able to have him and the little hatchling to ourselves."

The golden dragon looked down to see their hatchling but noticed that he wasn't even there. The middle head looked up to see him hobbling out towards the entrance to the caves. They couldn't help but snort out, "How perfect! He and our Broken Prince have so much in common,"

Mordred leaned against the wall for support, limping on his good foot. Unfortunately Ghidorah easily picked him up. He silently thanked the gods of his birth parents and some other higher powers that might be out there, that it wasn't any of his body parts but the back of his shirt. He didn't move at all, hanging limp as the dragon went father into the cave.

Soon they had walked into another cavern, bigger than the one that held him and Godzilla. It had a big pool of water. To the side of it was a pile of fruit that confused the boy. He then found herself back on the ground but the dragon's head did not let go of his shirt. Instead he was trying to pull on it. "Hey, s-stop that b-before you…" RIIIIIIP! "...rip it." The left head threw away the tattered mess of his shirt as the right head went towards his pants. "Stop this!" he yelled at him but to no avail, his pants met the same fate as his shirt.

Mordred quickly covered his crotch with his hands, his face flushed with embarrassment. Then he heard them growl. Looking up sharply, he saw them glare at the burn marks that were on his body. The left head bent down, rubbing his head over the naked body, cooing at him. Mordred wanted to cry.

"If I find the worm who did this to you, my hatchling...I'll make sure they die a painful death!" With that, the left head started pushing him. Mordred then realized he was pushing him towards the water. Before he could latch onto the ground, he fell into the water with a splash.

The water was cold and it made the young Atlantean want to scream, and on top of that, he saw no bottom. This was nothing like the loving embrace of the Pacific, or the warm baths he'd take at the Russell household. This was a nightmare. As he began to panic, a long thin tail went underneath him, pushing him forward to the surface.

Mordred sent the dragon a death-glare, but Ghidorah only chuckled as he bent his heads down at the little hatchling. "We got to work on that glare of yours. It looks too cute for the future King Of Monsters. But we got plenty of time for that, hatchling," Before he could say anything else, Mordred tried to punch him.

He bit back a scream as blood came off his knuckles. Before he could say anything, the tail that was holding him up went away, making him fall back into the water. He could only sink as the unforgiving cold enveloped him once again, then he was wrenched back to the surface, underneath Ghidorah's tail. "I suggest you don't do that again, little hatchling. Or your punishment will be worse." The left head then went towards the pile of fruit that was on the side. He grabbed a mouthful of it and started chewing but didn't swallow. The boy tightened his grip on the dragon's tail, he wasn't going through that again, even if it meant clinging to a hated one.

Soon a tongue that felt like sandpaper was licking him. It belonged to the left head, using the juices from the eaten fruit from head to feet. Mordred tried to put one of his hands up to stop him while using he other to cling to his tail, but he ignored that hand by licking it too. The juice, acting like some sort of soap, smelled like those green apple jolly ranchers.

The tongue was about to go to his chest when the boy screamed, "Not there, you overgrown lizard!" and slapped him across the snout. The three heads glared at her and Izuku clung harder to the tail when she felt it trying to pull away from her. He glared at him, almost growling, when he chuckled, the left head, (I think they called him Kevin?) then went back to giving him a tongue bath.

By the time Ghidorah was finished, Mordred was shivering and his teeth were chattering. The water was really cold, more than others of his kind could withstand. All three heads gave him a look over, nodded them and then curled their tail around him, getting a good hold onto him. Then they put him under water again.

It was a quick dip because as soon as he was put under, he was brought back up. Shaking his head, Ghidorah pulled him out of the water, the air that now surrounded Mordred's legs gave him goosebumps. The boy's teeth were chattering harder as Ghidorah walked towards the smaller cavern.

Mordred was settled on the ground as Ghidorah lit up again, turning back into his human form. He was then picked up bridal style, and then brought back into the room. The torches inside brought some warmth to him, making him sigh in relief. Godzilla was back in his nest, but when he noticed the two, he glared at Ghidorah. Ghidorah meanwhile ignored Godzilla as he went over towards the pile of clothes and chains that he left behind. Putting Mordred down, he picked up a towel from the pile of clothes.

The boy hated it but he couldn't help but lean in. The towel was warm and soft. It reminded him of home. Opening his eyes, (when did he close them?) he saw Ghidorah put the towel down and grab another piece of cloth. It was a gown, golden silk that seemed to glow. Ghidorah took Mordred by the wrist, making him stand up. The gown was then put over the boy's head, and it was a perfect fit.

The gown went to his knees and had no sleeves. Showing the scars that marred their child's perfect skin. It made him angry that those worms even dare put a finger of harm on this gift. A human being able to absorb Gaia's Gift is a miracle. Usually humans would be burned to death, or get really sick by being even near it. But this child had been given a gift and the worms didn't even bother to notice.

Well, the child is mine now, along with my Broken Prince, Ghidorah thought. "This looks good on you, my dear. A proper God that will rule this pathetic dirt ball in my place when my time comes," he chuckled at the thought before grabbing some chains. Mordred tried to struggle but soon found his neck, wrist and ankles in chains which were then hung on the wall. "There, now you won't try to run away now. I honestly don't feel like moving that boulder again whenever I want to come in or come out," he then turned towards Godzilla, who looked like he would jump and attack any minute.

Mordred blinked and saw Godzilla on his back, his spikes keeping him in place. The boy backed into the corner, shivering in disgust as he saw Ghidorah move his hands up and down Godzilla's body. Touching him but not really touching him. "You've been losing muscle mass, my dear. I need to finish this soon so you and our son can go out." Ghidorah noticed fear in the corner of Mordred's eyes and chuckled. "Don't worry, little Destroyah, I won't touch your mother or you. No one will ever hurt you too again. No one would touch you, at least not yet. Not until this unworthy world that scorned you burns for their heresy." To Izuku's shock, Ghidorah then bit into Godzilla's neck, making him scream. Red lines appeared over his body, draining him.

Mordred looked towards the ground, feeling weak, but then he noticed a slab of rock. It looked rough, with sharp edges. With determination in his eyes, he picked it up and ran towards Ghidorah.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ghidorah screamed in pain, the slab stuck in his side. Godzilla was left panting, before falling asleep from the lack of energy.

Mordred then found himself on the ground, his right hand covering his eye where Ghidorah had scratched it in pain from being stabbed. Blood dripped from the wound as he tried to keep it from leaking down his face. His hand was then pulled away as Ghidorah looked over it.

"It will scar, my dear, the same as your leg, but they will both heal. And scars will prove to many others that you are a fighter. But my dear…for this you need a time out." The teen shivered at that but he didn't let go of his wrist, instead he brought it up to his mouth. Biting it down, energy went through the boy's body, red lines appearing all over him. He tried to move away, to no avail. Then he groaned at the now full feeling that he felt, when all was said and done.

With that Ghidorah stood up. He got the chains off the wall and started dragging Mordred out of the cavern.

"No, wait! I'm sorry! Please! You were hurting him! I…" Mordred was then pushed into a small hole in the ground. It was small, he couldn't sit in it but he couldn't get out of it either. Ghidorah looked down on him as she tried to climb out, holding a small boulder.

"Maybe a night in this will teach you to better behave, son. Have a nice night."

Then darkness.

Ghidorah looked over this world. Feeling gleeful, soon he will be King of the Monsters with Godzilla as his mate, and a little hatchling. Of course once he breaks them, then they will be the perfect family. But first he needed to see someone.

It didn't take long to find this certain Titan. Unlike her male counterparts, she had no wings. With grayish-black skin with red eyes that glowed. With scythe like limbs, it easily destroyed the city it was near during its hibernation.

The Muto noticed the False King and bowed. She was smart enough to not to fight against this any alpha, knowing doing so would mean death.

"My King."

"Muto, I will need your assistance in two days time. During that wait you shall find any Gaia's Gift and consume it. I shall be waiting by the sea for you after,"

"My King?"

Red eyes stared at the female. "I shall need you ready for an Egg."