November 3rd," 4:00 PM, Osaka, 1955

Tsukioka looked out from the roof of the MF main building toward the skyline of Osaka. Normally, he would come up here when he needed to ease his stress. However, with Godzilla not only still alive, but with another monster with him, it offered him no comfort.

"Sure looks beautiful from up here."

He turned to see Hidemi walking toward him.

"Yeah," he grunted. "Sure does."

He couldn't have sounded less enthused if he wanted to, something his wife-to-be noticed as she walked up and put her arms over the rail.

"A lot's on your mind, huh?" she asked.

"How could it not be?" he asked with a sigh. "First Kobayashi loses control of his plane, then Godzilla turns out to have survived the Oxygen Destroyer, and now, we have Angilas-"

"Anguirus." Hidemi corrected.

"Another monster to deal with." he sighed exasperated. "Normally I just come up here to see Osaka's horizon and its beauty. Now..."

He let out another sigh and leaned against the rail, staring up at the afternoon sky.

"Now, it just feels like I might be looking at it one last time before it gets reduced to rubble." he spoke softly.

Just then, he felt Hidemi wrap her arms around him and bury her cheek in his neck, humming as she did.

"You're too worried." she told him softly. "That's not a good quality I find in a man, let alone the man I'm about to marry in a week."

"I know, Hide-chan," Tsukioka told her. "But-"

Hidemi put her finger on his lips, silencing him.

"But, nothing, Shoichi." she told him sternly. "I did not fall in love with you for being an anxious wreck. Now, let me ask you a question: is Godzilla here?"

"Uh, well, I..." Tsukioka stammered.

"Is. Godzilla. Here?" she asked, slower.

"No." Tsukioka answered.

"Is Anguirus here?"

"No."

"Are both of them here?"

"No."

"Is Osaka in flames right now?"

"No."

"Are you going to stop worrying until it actually happens?"

Tsukioka rose a sly eyebrow and asked, "Is this a trick question?"

Hidemi chuckled and gave him a sly smile. "It might be."

"No, not at the moment, yes when the moment comes to be."

Hidemi giggled. "Nice to know."

Tsukioka returned her smile and the two locked lips.

"Hey," Tsukioka spoke once the two separated. "I've got a question."

"Go ahead."

"What kind of food are we gonna serve at the wedding?"

Hidemi rolled her eyes with a smile. "Dad's got the wedding all planned out, including the catering. You and I just have to worry about getting cold feet on our wedding day."

Meanwhile, a different conversation was being held, this time by Shinkichi and Emiko.

"I just can't believe it." Shinkichi told his adopted sister. "I just..."

"I know, Shinkichi." Emiko told her brother, placing her hand on his shoulder. "I know."

"It's not just that, Emiko," he told her looking to the clouds. "We have no means of stopping Gpdzilla should he return to our shores."

"And doing to Osaka like he did to Tokyo," Emiko finished. "Hard to imagine he could do all that and we did nothing to him."

Shinkichi rose an eyebrow at his sister. "Did nothing? Oh, that couldn't be more untrue. We did do something to him; lots of things. Not just Japan or America, but the entire human race."

"Like what?" Emiko asked, genuinely curious.

"We woke him up," Shinkichi listed off. "We fired upon him, and we scarred him with the Oxygen Destroyer. We've given him all the reason to hate us. In Godzilla's eyes, we are just as guilty as the Americans who awakened him. And, even if we weren't what's to say he wasn't an inevitability? What if he were to wake up in another time through the mistakes of the humans of that generation? As far as we know, we could've declared war on him in any point in time... but now? Now, he will never forgive us."

Emiko said no more and stared toward the horizon, as if expecting Godzilla or Anguirus to appear right now. Maybe it was true. Maybe Godzilla was an inevitability. Maybe humanity brought this new age of monsters upon themselves over their continuous bloodlust. Who's really to say? But, all they really did was throw fuel to the fire. And what was worse? Serizawa died for nothing. Not only did Godzilla survive, but he brought another monster with him. In the forties humanity had split the Atom, and now in the fifties...