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"Goddamn this place is so green!" Zilla gasped as she took in the sight of the lush area around, the jungle brimming with large flora and even a few fauna in sight, "This place is great!"
Gojira snorted with a slightly amused expression, "Beats the smog of those little… human dwellings any day, doesn't it?"
"Hey now, that may be true, but you don't have to point that out so eagerly," Zilla spoke in their defense, even sounding personally insulted herself. She did grow up there, after all. Her attention was swiftly taken by more of the island's fauna, even rushing forward to give a closer look, "Damn, those are some big ass birds!"
"How old are you?" Grumbled Junior, narrowing her eyes as Zilla was now down on all fours with her butt in the air, tail wiggling with excitable glee.
Zilla turned to glare at the younger kaiju and retort, "Older than you, pipsqueak."
"Godzilla, Gojira, Junior, Zilla, the space one, the robotic ones," Orga could be heard mumbling as she counted on her clawed fingers.
"What," Rodan questioned her with mild irritation.
Orga waved her off, "Nothing… just counting."
"Like some type of fever dream really," Muttered Gigan shortly after, "And I thought there were too many Ghidorahs…"
"What?" Anguirus growled next.
"Just keep digging or whatever is you do," Gigan waved off dismissively, ignoring Anguirus' obvious chagrin.
"So they always watch like that?" Mumbled Zilla as she batted the bird like a cat would a mouse, "kind of freaky if you ask me."
"You get adjusted," Gojira shrugged. It was what he did, so he assumed she would adjust much easier.
"Which you won't since your stay is temporary," Godzilla hissed.
"Godzilla," chastised Mothra, her arms crossed and antennas wiggling.
Godzilla tried to glare at her lover, but it was more so a face of pleading, "Oh come on, this island is only so big!" she argued, "for us... okay me, but still!"
"Oh, do I sense a species based rivalry," Orga butt in with her usual scientific glee, "this could be rather intriguing."
""Fuck off,"" All four Godzilla's hissed at her, making Orga back away in both fear and delight.
Godzilla turned to Junior and once again scolded her, "Junior!"
"Mom!" Junior whined back.
"Mom?" Zilla laughed with mockery.
Godzilla retorted, "String bean."
"Fat ass," Zilla hissed.
"Idiots," Gojira growled as he stepped between them.
"Megalon!" She shouted.
And then there was a cry of, "Mecha!"
And all Gozillas came together to shout out, ""No!""
"A rivalry with Queen Ghidorah was one thing, but apparently Gozillas, or in this case a form of copy, are much more prone to it," Orga surmised aloud, "a stronger, natural rivalry."
Suddenly, Queen Ghidorah lashed out and grabbed Orga by her neck, bringing her face to face to hiss, "you watch your whore mouth."
Everyone gave the two a weird look before Queen Caesar nervously laughed and told Zilla, "Once again, welcome to the island."
Ubknowest to the rest of the Kaiju, Mothra suddenly felt as though a pit developed at the pit of her stomach again. She immediately grabbed Godzilla by her shoulder. She softly whispered in her ear, "We need to go. Now."
Godzilla was briefly puzzled until she noticed how serious the look of her lover was. She gritted her teeth and said, "right, guess it's time. Lead the way… hey!"
All eyes were on Godzilla now and she addressed everyone, "Me and Mothra are heading out to check on something back at an old nest. The rest of you behave yourselves," she immediately glared at Queen Ghidorah and Zilla, "especially you two."
Before Queen Ghidorah could make a cutting retort, Zilla beat her to the punch, "I'm not the one with a record, fossil crust tits."
"You're gonna be-" Mothra placed a hand on Godzilla's shoulder to urge her on. Reluctantly, she listened though still let out enough pettiness to flip her counterpart off.
"Yes, well you wish, eh," Queen Ghidorah stopped mid sentence as her rival pretty much already disappeared within the trees. Gritting her teeth she turned her ire upon Zilla, mumbling, "you overstepping little wench."
"Huh, you say something?" Zilla growled at her, "If you got something on your mind, put some bass in your voice like a kaiju."
"It will be nothing worth listening to," Gojira immediately cut in, obscuring both their views of each other. He wanted to chat more and would suffer no interruptions, as indicated by his small side glare towards the aliens, "Anyway…"
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"Don't say anything," Monique glanced at the rest of the crew with her eyes narrowed as she maintained most of her focus on the screen. Or at least tried to, "I mean it,"
"I wouldn't dream of it," Randy immediately spoke "The silence is damning enough,"
"Amazing," Nick chimed in. He sounded as if he wasn't paying attention, but he spoke up to help diffuse some tension, mostly with Monique, "she's already integrating herself within their niche. All it took were the Godzilla's acceptance."
"Well, more so papa bear," Elsie muttered, stroking her chin as she reviewed some footage, "Dude radiates "listen or get smacked" energy. You should try with Zilla more often, she may listen more."
Everyone else snorted, save for Monique though she did smirk, at the idea of Nick even trying such a thing. She may listen more, but they doubted he'd had the same effect.
It would be interesting to witness though, especially her reaction. Comical actually.
"Hey, Godzilla and Mothra are breaking off from the group again," Craven hastily informed them. They were coming closer but not directly towards them. He'd have a slight heart attack if that were the case.
"Ey, hey hey," Randy gave everyone a lecherous grin, "guess they need some alone time, huh guys?"
"Randy, we have liquid nitrogen," Elsie smirked, returning a grin herself.
Randy waved her off and gave her a dull look, crooning, "Like you aren't thinking the same thing."
"Oh, I am. Women just hide it better," She pointed at his crotch and laughed as he looked to see if there was anything noticeable. Luckily, he wore baggy pants.
"I'll dump the nitrogen on both of you," Nick warned before turning to his more mature scientist, "Craven, where are they heading?"
"Westward, possibly to an underwater cave again. Should we follow them?" Craven mentally kicked himself for asking that. He really thought that this was enough, he really didn't want to chase after two of the strongest Kaiju on the planet. Again.
"Yes. And maintain a good distance away from them," Nick told the crew, "I'm curious as to where they might lead.
"What about Zilla?" Monique asked, "you're comfortable with leaving her here?"
"For the time being," Nick replied before looking at their robotic assistant, "Nigel, we're gonna need you to stay behind."
With a solid salute, Nigel complied, saying, "With gusto, captain! Just make sure Craven doesn't forget to take his anxiety medication, as my little boy can be a wittle fraidy cat without me around."
Randy snorted just before Craven slowly turned to him with glare, wordlessly communicating how much he utterly hated him for what he had wrought. He almost flipped him off until he noticed Nigel glance at him. He didn't want to test out how far that motherly software went.
Without further ado, Nigel placed himself in a pod and loaded himself into one of the cannons. Nick smirked and pressed a button, deploying their robotic companion for watch. With that done, Nick turned to his crew, "let's get going."
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Godzilla, swimming just below her lover, growled out, "How long until Bitch-ra wakes up?"
"Goji-chan, it's Battra," Mothra softly chastised, "And as far as I know… either soon or she's already done it," she practically mumbled that last part, clearly at least a tad embarrassed that she didn't have a clear answer.
"Mothra, you know those types of answers give my brain ulcers," Now Godzilla took her chance and chastised her, making the moth goddess pout. As much as Godzilla would love to tease her for that too, she had to focus, "So, we're making a bit of a gamble."
"It looks like it," Mothra grit her teeth, already imagining another damage control scenario. Everything was happening so consecutively, "Let's just pray we still have time. I don't want out before we can… calm her."
"If her and the big asshole meet, it's not gonna be her we need to calm," Godzilla thought on it for a moment before chuckling, "you know… we could set her and Gojira-"
"Finish your sentence and you sleep outside," Mothra warned with a no nonsense tone.
"Okay, okay, just joking," Godzilla knew she wasn't kidding. As rough and tumble as she was, Godzilla found Mothra is a damn good cuddle buddy. Didn't want to lose that privilege, "so, say she is free, where do you think she'll head first?"
"If not towards me, then I have a wild guess," Mothra surmised.
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"I hate this," Queen Ghidorah grumbled, "just look at them."
"Why are you talking to me?" Rodan asked as she turned her glare upon Queen Ghidorah.
Queen Ghidorah hissed as she watched Zilla shadow box at Gojira, grumbling, "Look at them… so good natured."
"It's infuriating - wait, stop talking to me!" Rodan was starting to get torn now and it only increased her ire.
"Just because they both happen to be radioactive, spine having, aquatic lizards," Her glare intensity increased as she watched Gojira bonk Zilla on the head. But there was something playful about it. Sugary sweet by Gojira's standards for a Kaiju he just met.
Rodan nodded, "Racist is what - no, fuck off, golden puta! I will kill you!"
"It's almost adorable the way you believe in your own hype!" Queen Ghidorah laughed, hand near her mouth like a condescending noblewoman.
"I am the hype!" Rodan was now radiating her heat, eager to shut up the xeno dragon.
At least until Zilla shouted, "No, you ain't! I am! I'm all hype!"
"Do not engage the idiots!" Gojira warned her, spinning her back around so she would focus on him. His eyes narrowed and he spoke in a foreboding manner, "That's how they get you. They chip away at your foundation until you fall to their level."
"Funny you say that like you're not already there," Junior mumbled with an eyeroll.
Gojira gave her a light glare, "What was that?"
"Oh, nothing," Junior was overly sweet saying that.
His statement on the other Kaiju Girls made Zilla pause, "Huh… why do you stay here then? You don't seem to like anyone else save for us. And that's barely."
"This spot is plentiful with food and away from humanity. Between these creatures and humanity, I can deal with the former more," He started mumbling near the end, arms crossed as he almost looked… at ease.
"Oh, you like them?" Junior teased with a cheeky, finally stepping from the shade, "Sounds like your way of saying that."
"Watch your mouth," Gojira glanced at her again, "they always listen."
""Damn right."" Gojira turned to the others. Despite that small outburst, they were still continuing whatever it was they were doing, not even looking at them, save for Queen Ghidorah and Rodan.
Gojira let out a small hiss, almost shivering, before he turned back to Junior, "You know exactly where those two went?"
Junior shrugged, "Probably to another private cavern. Why?"
Gojira almost replied. He had to stop himself from thinking about it. Something felt amiss again.
'You're being hunted… again.'
"Ugh," Gojira didn't find that ominous anymore, just annoying. There was nothing more infuriating than a taunting voice and no one to body slam for it. He noticed both younger Zillas give him off looks and told them, "Curiosity. I don't like anyone leaving me out of their secrets that could concern me."
A lackluster excuse, but he found it sufficient enough despite the deadpan looks.
"Jeez, not everything is about you," Sighed Queen Caesar from her perch, "what, are you the main protagonist or something?"
"Yes. And unfortunately, I share my stories with the rest of you," Gojira retorted, waving her off.
"Narcissism," Queen Ghidorah scoffed, checking her claws. Gigan slowly turned to her former leader and blanched, "rather sad if you ask me."
"Who ever asks you?"
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"We're nearing some sort of cave network," Elsie informed everyone as Mothra and Godzilla disappeared into the void.
"It's amazing we haven't been noticed," Craven muttered.
"Don't say that. Don't ever say that," Randy warned him with a light nudge, "that's literally how you jinx us."
"Everyone be quiet… hold on, we're getting a call," Monique answered the call and the voice of Dr. Serizawa immediately came through.
"Dr. Tatopolus, we have an immediate situation. Where are you?"
"In a deep part of the ocean. We're trailing Godzilla and Mothra. What's wrong?"
"Central America may be facing a Kaiju related situation. They're not too big on GDF interference after the incident, so they need your expertise," he sounded tired. More so than usual.
"Alright, consider done," Nick told him before he turned back to his crew, "turn us around."
"What? Just like that?" Elsie seemed disappointed their expiration would be put on hold, polar opposite of Craven to a degree.
"We can always come back. Lives on the line are another matter. Let's go," Nick told them and Monique nodded, helping them set a course for Central America. Nick turned back to the monitor and asked, "any further details you can give us?"
Serizawa took a moment to respond, "Apparently, this Kaiju Girl is worm-like. She mostly burrows and has a liking to toxic plant matter."
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"Oh no," Mothra muttered, horrified at the scene they arrived at. It was Battra's egg, empty, and a section of her cave completely decimated, blocking the path. She most likely escaped and sealed off her route from them. She'd knew Mothra would come.
"That's putting it lightly," Godzilla snorted out as she kicked a rock away, hissing "Bitch woke up before we could nab her. She had some decent time too."
"And considering she hasn't made her presence known, she's most likely plotting as we speak," Mothra kept looking around the scene of her sister's emergence, her features locked in a light scowl.
"Don't you guys have a psychic link or something? Anything?" Godzilla was hoping there was some mystical bullshit that could be pulled to make their situation easier.
She would come up short, "Not quite how it works still, Goji-chan."
"God. Damn. It." Godzilla punctuated each word with a punch against the wall.
Mothra immediately switched her focus and told her, "Come, we must warn the others."
"Is that necessary?" Godzilla was apprehensive which baffled Mothra
She went on to elaborate, "It's Gojira and the aliens that are my main concern. And if we tell the others, they'll figure something's up, especially Gojira. And you know that knockoffs dumbass we'll get in our way."
"Please don't tell me it's pride," Mothra sighed out, rubbing her temples.
Godzilla was offended and grumbled back, "You know it isn't… for the most part. Look, we're literally in damage control mode here. Everyone is pretty much regulated to the island anyway. We track Battra down and bring her in before she causes any more harm. And if necessary, we can tell them. If necessary," Godzilla's face softened just a little, her voice softly saying, "The last thing we need is a loose laser blast, alright?"
"Okay… for now." Mothra told her, "Just to reiterate, I never doubt your decisions."
"It's just I'm a bit of an ass. Yeah, I know," Godzilla rubbed the back of her head and blushed a bit, "You totally love it though."
"You wish," Mothra giggled as she led them out.
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An afternoon sun beat down in a jungle. There was little sound around the area, the wildlife being oddly silent. There wasn't even a single bird chirping. Slowly, the sound of rumbling began to rise along with the sound of cracking.
Slowly, large swathes of land began to sink, the land starting to fall into a gaping abyss until a form erupted, sending trees, rocks, and anything else flying.
It was a Kaiju girl that erupted from the earth, eyes shining orange beneath a pair of googles. Her shook her braided off of any debris before wiping her shirt. Her outfit resembles that of a skimpy miner, showing slight under boob beneath her light green and deep green shirt. Her more monstrous features came in her back spines and worm like behind.
All around, she was rather plump too.
She yawned, displaying her insidious fangs before she began looking around until she noticed a brightly colored, giant flower. One that screamed with its bright colors, "Do not eat". It was much more appealing than the usual stuff she ate.
"Yummy," she muttered with a bit of drool going down her chin until she noticed the flower was not where it was supposed to be. It was cut off from its stem unnaturally and still fresh.
Her animal instincts kicked in at the abnormality and she hissed, looking around for a potential rival or those sneaky humans.
'You like those flowers, don't you?'
"Huh?" She was confused hearing a voice she never heard before inside her head. She scratched her temple before looking at the sky, "God?"
The voice chuckled, her tone almost sinister, 'Yes. Your goddess. Goddess of all earth.'
"Freaky," mumbled the Kaiju, not at all liking the feeling of being watched and talked to by something not in front of her. If she knew what ice felt like, she would say it feels like that.
'Listen… you hunger for more, do you not?' The voice asked.
"Yeah… shouldn't you know that?" She questioned, at least somehow understanding goddesses and omnipotence.
'It was rhetorical.' The voice quickly deadpanned before clearing her throat and coolly telling her, 'Listen. I can get you to more of them.'
"Just make me some," the Kaiju practically whined, not liking the thought of more work for food.
'That's not how that works. The strong get it themselves. And besides, you follow my instructions, you get to eat and more,' By the end, her voice was like honey, especially to the Kaiju Girl.
"More?" She asked with both curiosity and wonder.
'Yes, my simple pupil,' a condescending title the Kaiju didn't truly register, 'West. Head west. You will have your delicious flowers and more."
"I like more. Alright," She said happily before asking, "Uh, which way."
After a quick sigh, the voice tiredly said, 'Go right.'
She nodded, but not before taking the plant on the ground and munching away noisily, ignoring the light sound of disgust she heard. Noticeably, she grew a bit in size, muscle, and jiggle, making her giggle, "Hehe, gains."
If she paid attention, she would have heard something about brain cells from the voice.
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"I don't know why," Megalon muttered as she and Anguirus were arm wrestling, "But I feel a titanic disturbance in the earth."
"Kak I ya," Anguirus muttered as her eyes narrowed.
Megalon mumbled, "Still don't know Russian."
"I feel it too!" Zilla shouted to them as she barely ducked under a swipe.
Gojira narrowed his eyes, "Zilla, what did we just go over?"
Zilla had to think for a second, "Don't engage?"
He folded his arm, "And what else?"
"Blindspo-ow!" Zilla was cut off by a karate chop to the noggin.
"Blindspots," Gojira nodded.
"That doesn't count," Muttered Zilla, "asshole."
"Pretty sure that makes it more embarrassing," Junior dryly added as she sat on a fallen tree.
"Who asked you!?" Zilla made another lapse in judgement telling at her as she didn't pay attention to Gojira karate chop both her shoulders from behind, "damn it! Time out!"
Junior cocked a brow and asked, "You're not an experienced fighter, are you, string bean?"
Meanwhile, Mecha was scratching at her helm. Her sensors were getting a soft frequency from where the ship left off. In fact, she was always getting a soft frequency from there.
She came to the conclusion that she had to see for herself what it was since she detected the human craft leaving. something Orga immediately noticed, "Mecha Godzilla, where are you going?"
"For a walk around the beach," Mecha groaned with exasperation, "damn! I'm not junior's age."
Morgan's expression went dull, "You're younger than her."
"Aren't I a precocious little scamp," Mecha said with a wink before waving her creator off, "Now piss off. Mama needs to rotate her gears."
Orga grumbled at her recreation's attitude before snorting out, "Hnn… fine. Just mind yourself."
"Cool. How about you do less of that," Mecha shot back before pointing at Gojira, "everyone's makin' moves except you."
"What do I even say?" Orga hissed.
"I'm a robot," Mecha deadpanned before walking off, "Go experiment."
Orga growled before looking at the Zilla's. Mainly Gojira. Her artificial heart was throbbing in her chest and she felt an odd heat at the idea of even attempting. She made a mental note to record this.
Meanwhile, Queen Caesar noted something to herself as she watched Gojira practically play around with both Junior and Zilla, "Rodan's right… he really isn't bad from this angle. Handsome even."
She looked at the small twitch in his lips and mumbled further, "be nice to see him smile more…"
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OMAKE: Rampage by Daylight (Idea by DragonKingDragneel25)
The entity writhed and whirled in its dimension as it scoured the dimensions for another violent soul. Another… worthy piece for its insidious collection of horrors. Recently, it came upon a juicy morsel.
A little large, but considering what the hell form was capable of, it just needed a nice little piece of him. Of what he stole from hell.
Maybe one day the entity could get greedy and take him along with a nice little section of a city, but it certainly wouldn't be today.
With its godly might, it ripped into the fabric of reality and proceeded to pull out exactly what it wanted.
"Hey, what the hell!?"
"Urgh…" Actually, it ended up pulling out the child. It started mumbling in its warped language.
"What!? What are you… you look like a melted, burnt red marshmallow with bugs in it, ew," the child grimaced, "hey, Gojira, you have anything to do with this!? This smells like it's your fault somehow!"
"What the fuck are you doing with Junior!?"
Ah.
This was the exact opposite of how The Entity expected its current time to go. Way off course. Once it was surrounded by a swarm of frothing hell bats, screeches like a chorus of thunder claps, it immediately knew one other incredibly important thing…
It fucked up immensely.
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"So… where is it?" Asked a victim as he hung on a hook. Sure, it hurt, but at this point he was numb and oddly underwhelmed. The blackened tendrils and barbs weren't over him.
The one who placed him there, a lumbering figure wearing a mask and jumpsuit, simply shrugged.
They guessed it was an off day somehow.