Elsa's Ice Palace…

Elsa still heard the screaming and cries of people echoing through her mind. She couldn't feel Ghidorah's presence on the Earth; she knew that he was up to something. But she couldn't figure out why or what it was that Ghidorah had planned. All she could think of was a way to stop this evil being from taking the world as its own.

But she also felt a power that seemed to even rival that of Ghidorah's but she couldn't put the pieces together. All she knew was that whoever or whatever this being was. It was surely one of the most powerful there was. She continued to test her powers just in case she was in a battle. She needed to know all she could and could.

Unbeknownst to her something was coming. Fin Fang Foom slowly made his way towards the North Mountain. Taking large steps. He could move a lot faster, but chose to take his time with this. If he was to delay Ghidorah's plans by taking his time, he would thoroughly do so.

Elsa walked around the top floor of her Ice Palace, walking around, trying to figure out what to do. She couldn't just stand here in her palace and wait for Ghidorah to take the world for his own.

She started feeling afraid…deeply afraid.

"Don't feel, don't feel, Conceal, don't feel," Elsa said to herself as she held her hands together. She felt afraid, she was alone, with no one in the world to help her…

Until…

She looked out to the balcony of her palace. She looked on in confusion, she tilted her head. What was this power she was sensing? It was huge, immense, Godly…But it wasn't like the other power she'd been feeling…no…this one was of Pure Heart, Good, Balance. This was a force of malevolence.

She slowly approached the balcony opening the door as she looked on out towards the horizon. The sun was currently setting now, just poking above the horizon. Despite the excruciating cold that didn't bother her, she couldn't help but feel the warmth of the sunlight, which slowly started to fade away. She looked on at the horizon. What was she sensing? Something about this felt…Intimidating and Menacing…yet calm and remote at the same time.

She looked on in both confusion, awe, and…admiration. Admiration? That was a strange word to use. This power…Could it be Him? The one that her mother had spoken of when she was a little girl. When she and Anna were children…

To determine whether or not this was him, Elsa tried to close her eyes and focus on the power. She'd never done this before, at least not with control. Without Control she could only hear the voices of despair, sorrow, and haunted…The voices speaking of her in such harsh ways, to each other, to others. It made her afraid, and terrified of the world.

She tried to concentrate on the upholding power…but the voices in the air continued to cause her fear.

"Damn that Queen of Arendelle, this is all her fault,"

"What good was that Queen anyway?" The voices called out.

"This world be Damned!"

Elsa strained slightly, her anxiety started going up.

"Monster! MONSTER!"

"RUN AWAY!"

"YOU'RE A MONSTER!"

"DON'T COME NEAR ME!"

"BURN IN HELL WITCH!"

Elsa could then see a spitting image of a hydra, all three heads staring down at her. Six red eyes sneering into her soul.

"You are mine, Elsa," The sinister tone of Ghidorah spoke. Elsa opened her eyes, fear-filled, she reeled back, falling back inside her Ice Palace. She fell to her knees, her hands on the ground. She started crying.

Fear was controlling her…as it has for all her life…

Did she have any hope in this world? What was she destined for? Was she destined to die? Was she destined to forever live in isolation and alone?

He looked at her hand, examining it. She then started to focus her magic into creating a very fragmented ice dagger. She sat up a little. Examining the dagger closely. Her face…it expressed fear, but more importantly, a suicidal intention.

She held the dagger in reverse grip. She held it with two hands, holding it out and lining it up with her stomach. She closed her eyes as tears escaped, preparing to kill herself.

55 miles from the North Mountain…

Godzilla trotted across the land, avoiding going anywhere near human villages or civilization of any kind. He wasn't particularly fond of humans, they had their ups and downs that's for sure. Godzilla stopped for a mere moment. He'd realized he hadn't answered certain prayers to the few who still knew or believed of his Godhood.

He closed his eyes, his Dorsal Fins, started to glow bright blue. Focusing his energy and power to answer certain prayers.

He honed in on the people who prayed to him.

"Gojira be with us, we wish for rain on this drought that has so destroyed our crops," A human from Africa spoke. Must've been an African-American from the sound of it. Godzilla started honing in his powers. His back started to spark blue energy.

In Africa…

Many people in Africa were under a heavy drought. Many were dying of starvation, thirst, and the immense heat of the Dry season.

An African American father was trying to use his hoe to dig up the dry dirt, which was incapable of growing any food. He looked to an elderly man who was on his knees, praying to the being he called "Gojira" Supposedly their God that walked amongst them. He brushed it off, not judging nor intruding on the elder's beliefs.

Suddenly, he heard distant thunder sounds. The father stopped, he looked to the sky in confusion, only to see that there were rain clouds. Slowly making their way over their land.

Most of the workers looked on in utter shock. There wasn't supposed to be rain for weeks if not months.

The African-American Father looked at the elder who looked up at the sky and held out his arms almost to praise the rain.

"Thank you, Gojira!" He shouted. And with that, the rain started to pour on the land. Giving fertility to the soil and were now capable of planting food.

Many of the workers started dancing around in pure joy and excitement. Cheering for the rain.

The African-American Father's two young children ran to him, shouting.

"Daddy, It's raining! It's Raining!" One of them shouted with joy.

"I love it!" One of the other children said in excitement.

The father looked up at the sky, rain landing on his face and bringing great relief to the stress and the heat that once befell the land. He couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you, Gojira…Thank you," He said.

Back in Europe…

Godzilla heard the joy and the happiness he'd spread across Africa. He honed in his focus more…but this time, this one was a desperate suicide attempt…and it was near him.

"Godzilla…be with me…" The female voice called out…wait…was it…It couldn't be. Elsa?

Godzilla acted quickly as he focused his power to prevent her from killing herself. He would not allow her to die, not while she had a chance to save herself. He may need to kill her…but he wasn't willing to try and help her.

With that, more blue magical energy waved around Godzilla's dorsal fins that glowed brightly.

Back at Elsa's Ice Palace…

Elsa had said it. She was praying for Godzilla. Whether it was to help her…or it was to do nothing. It didn't matter to her as she readied herself for the dagger.

But suddenly…just before she could…her eyes started to glow blue, she looked up. Almost as if she was in a trance. She was seeing…she didn't know quite what she was seeing.

She could see her sister on a train. On her way here to save her. She could see the People of Arendelle, not losing faith in their Queen.

"You really think she'll come around?" A voice said, almost in a conversation.

"We must not lose faith in our Queen. She is still young, much to learn, and much to live up for, she may not see it. But she has the beauty of a Goddess," Another voice called out.

What? They were actually saying good things about her?

"Queen Elsa's ice powers were cool! I wish I had some!" A young child said.

"I think Elsa is a beautiful Queen, she most definitely deserves a King who can stand by her side," A voice said in a conversation.

"Heh, he'd have to be one hell of a king to be deemed worthy for her," Another voice said amidst the conversation.

Elsa couldn't help but slightly…giggle. After everything she'd done, there were still people out there who believed in her. Trusted her. Actually put faith in.

"Queen Elsa of Arendelle can fix this winter. I just know it," A different voice called out. They sounded confident in their Queen.

"I believe in the Majesties of Arendelle. I believe they can make up and hopefully fix this weather," Another voice said. Once again, sounding confident and kind.

Elsa could feel tears escape…after everything she'd done and caused, they still had their faith in her. They still believed she was redeemable.

And with that, the visions went away. She found herself free from the trance. She looked around to find out she was in her Ice Palace. She looked down at her hand, seeing the dagger.

She examined it for a moment or two, then crushed it into pieces with her hands.

She stood up on her feet. Looking out to the balcony, no longer crying, and somewhat, not much afraid anymore. She was building confidence in herself. Whoever or whatever showed her those voices, they seemed to want her alive. She knew it wasn't Ghidorah, he wouldn't care if she was killed or not…or at least that's what she believes.

This time, she closed her eyes, trying to focus on the great power that had seemingly stopped, but had grown in strength.

She honed in on the energy. She could see…

Him…

Yes…that was him…Godzilla.

55 miles from The North Mountain…

Godzilla had managed to save Elsa. Which brought heavy relief. Godzilla may not know too much about how Human anatomy works. But Maghuman powers and abilities, he knew quite a bit about that. He had trained Maghumans from all tribes both physically and mentally. Therefore, he could surely help Elsa with her powers. Or at least he would try. Elsa was consumed by fear, but from what he was sensing from her, she'd loosely lost some of that fear. Though small, she had a spark of fire inside her icy heart. One Godzilla looked to thaw and heal.

Godzilla needed to answer more prayers to him.

He soon got a prayer from a child.

"Gojira, I pray that my mommy will be safe and happy in her life, I pray that she will be watched over and have a nice man. I pray that she will live a happy life," The child spoke to him through her voice. Godzilla, using his powers, searched for the mother. It seemed they were in America. They were a poor family, and their father had passed away many years ago. Their mother was barely able to cover rent for their home. Godzilla, through his senses, searched for a man who would be able to supply them. And he found just the perfect one, he was a decently rich man who owned a very rich mansion. He was very handsome, at least from a human's perspective. He was in search of a woman himself. His wife had passed away many years ago as well. The perfect match up.

Godzilla's Dorsal sparked blue waves of energy.

North America, Texas, Galveston…Rich Mansion…

A thirty-two year old man, dressed in a neat suit was preparing to head out for the day. He wasn't certain why, but he felt this strange urge of him to go and out walk amongst the people. He dressed his suit properly. He had a very short scruff of facial hair, making him quite handsome. He was roughly 6' 2". With brown hair and blue eyes. As he finished tying up his tie, he walked out the door.

"Going out for the day, Master Wayne," A servant asked.

"Of course, Arthur Pennyworth, The day is beautiful, and the sun is shining," The man said.

"Of course, Master Wayne, enjoy yourself, sir," Arthur Pennyworth said. Master Wayne then bided farewell as he walked out the fancy doors. Walking onto the streets of Galveston.

He walked down the streets of Galveston, taking in the air, the breeze, the wind, the smell. Many cities didn't smell all that great…but Galveston was different. Perhaps one day, he would make his own city somewhere. New Jersey sounded like the perfect place for such a setting. But in the meantime, he would focus his efforts on Galveston and take in the beauty of this city.

As he did, he turned a corner and accidentally pumped into someone. Causing that person to drop their belongings.

"Oh, terribly sorry," Wayne said.

"Oh, it's fine sir, I should've been paying attention," The person said with a feminine voice. Wayne bent down to help the girl pick up her belongings. Which consisted of laundry and clothing. As they scrambled to pick up the laundry.

Wayne stood up and got a view of the girl. She had dirty blonde hair, she was roughly 5' 10". However, it seemed she was dressed in slightly ragged clothing. A dirty laundry dress.

"*Ahem*, Apologies, my dear, I shouldn't be so clumsy with my strolls," Wayne said. The girl seemed to smile.

"Oh, it's not a problem, I'm just trying to get this laundry to the clothing shop. I was going to sell them, but since they're dirty, I guess that's out of the picture," The woman said. Wayne felt a feeling of guilt for such an action he committed.

"My deepest apologies, here I can give you money in turn," Wayne said.

"Oh, I can't take your money sir, I really appreciate it but-" She girl said, but Wayne gently held her hand and put at least $60 in her hand.

"Please, my lady, I insist," Wayne said. The woman looked at the money in great awe, but also gratitude.

"Why… That's very sweet of you…you're a good man, but I'm hardly a lady, Mister," She said.

"What is your name, my dear?" Wayne asked.

"Katie, I'm a single mother of one little girl," Katie said.

"Alan Wayne, at your service, my dear," Alan Wayne said. Katie looked on in shock.

"Alan Wayne? As in Alan Wayne of Wayne Enterprises? Oh, sir, please take your money back, I'm not worthy of taking this from you," Katie said as she tried to give the money back to Alan Wayne. Alan Wayne politely refused.

"Oh, my dear, you need money more than I, besides, I have plenty to share. As long as I give consent to it at least," Alan Wayne said. Katie slightly giggled.

"Thank you, Mr. Wayne, I can't express my gratitude enough," Katie said.

"It is no trouble, my dear…" Alan said, but then had a polite offer.

"Say, my dear, would you be interested in you and your child coming over at Wayne Manor for dinner? I wouldn't mind the company," Alan said. Katie took a step back.

"Mr. Wayne, I…I really appreciate that, but I don't know if my son and I are even worthy to be in a place like Wayne Manor," Katie said. Alan simply chuckled slightly.

"Well, my dear, you are now. If you are willing, dinner will be at 6:00 p.m sharp, come by if you're hungry and are in need of some company," Alan Wayne said. Katie couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you, again, Mr. Wayne," Katie said.

"Please, my dear, call me Alan," Alan said. Katie giggled once again.

"And…please, Alan…Call me Katie," Katie said. Alan had a small chuckle with a kind smile on his face.

"Of course, Katie," Alan said.

"Say, you wouldn't mind if we had a small stroll around town? I could enjoy some fine company," Alan said, offering more for Katie. Katie couldn't help but give off a big smile on her face.

"Of course, Alan," Katie said.

"Here, allow me," Alan said as he took the laundry basket and held it for Katie.

"Oh, thank you," Katie said.

And with that, the two walked down the street with each other. Talking amongst themselves and getting to know one another. The young child's prayer had been answered.

Back in Europe…

Godzilla watched on as the rich man walked with the poor woman. He believed they could work it out, even though he wasn't the best with romance or relationships.

Godzilla searched for more prayers that required his attention.

Another one, huh?

This one was in the voice of an elder. Arendelle, it seemed to be two children this time.

"Gojira, we thank you for saving us against the mean monster. We thank you for protecting us. Gojira, we thank you for the fire, we thank you for our momma, we thank you for our papa in heaven, and we thank you for our food that you have given us," The voice of a young boy said.

This was a prayer that wasn't requesting anything…no…this was showing gratefulness. Godzilla heard the fact that their father had passed…a power he had not yet learned. Bringing back someone from the dead. At least not with their body and soul intact. One or the other would be separated. Meaning they would either have their soul in their body, but the body would not be in one piece or the same. Or the body would be moving, but the soul would be absent in the shell of a body.

But food and slightly more warmth that he could provide.

To aid the people of Arendelle, Godzilla's back let out a magical wave of blue power.

In Arendelle…

Some of the women and children took shelter in one of the houses that were still in one piece after the monster attack. They were running low on food and rations. The fire was nearly snuffed out, they were running low on wood too.

Some of the people got sick. Coughing and sniffing from the cold.

Jonas had prayed to Gojira. He'd heard the name once or twice before, and thought he'd try to see if anything would come of it if he prayed to him. He believed that the giant monster who saved them was Gojira. Or in other words Godzilla. That is what he believed.

As the women and children sat in the room, staying close to one another, trying to keep each other warm.

The nearly snuffed out fire started to spark more. Catching the attention of many children and the intrigued attention of the women. The fire started to get bigger and bigger. But not too big to where it would burn down the building. It started getting warmer. Another snuffed out fire came to life. Keeping much of the women and children warm.

Just outside…

Much of the men were hard at work, trying to find food, but the fish weren't biting. It was like the giant monsters had completely frightened the fish away. Many of them had their fishing poles out, but not a bite in over three hours.

But suddenly, hundreds upon hundreds of fish started jumping out of the water and landing on the docks.

The men looked on in utter shock and confusion. They had never seen this type of fish behavior. Many of the fish were salmon.

They flipped around onto the dock. One man started picking up and gathering some of the salmon. They didn't care why the fish were doing this, only that this was a strike of good fortune and got as much food as possible.

A man picked up a salmon, however, it started hitting him in the face with its tail. Hitting him constantly.

"AAAH! Stop it!" He said. It didn't.

Back with Godzilla…

Godzilla could chuckle if he wanted to. But he held it in. The people of Arendelle would be warm and safe.

He searched for more prayers, but quickly realized he had no time. He was on a schedule after all. He needed to save Elsa and get her to control her powers. If she were to do that, it would make Europe a lot easier to recover from these giant monster attacks and from the teeth-gritting cold.

With that, Godzilla powered down his energy from his back and opened his eyes with fury and determination. His amber eyes could be seen quite easily.

He then proceeded to move on. Heading towards the North Mountain.

Author's Notes: Well, It's official, Godzilla can literally grant wishes and answer to people who pray to him. I initially had this idea for another story, but I couldn't shake the thought of how cool it would be if he could do it in this story.

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