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Help her.
The volume of his voice was like a massive thunderclaps so close to their ears that shook them and the words doubly so, right down to their cores. To Dr. Tatopoulos, it was nearly as monumental as when Zilla spoke her first words to her.
Gojira, the newest and, so far, deadliest Kaiju to date… asking them, maybe even pleading foe help.
"You heard him," Nick managed to raise his voice above an utter and all eyes were on him as he couldn't take his eyes off Gojira, "We gotta a Kaiju to save."
Everyone scrambled to their posts, Dr. Craven managing to sputter out, "F-first thing w-we need to do is, uh, pilot one of the one man subs to Anguirus's mouth and take a sample from the gas!"
Randy couldn't stop looking between the rest of the crew and the Kaiju Boy looming right over them with his blazing orange red eyes, "Wait, how the hell does that work?"
"Because I can send a small biodegradable bot into her and scan her lungs from there. It won't take too long, but the faster we do this, the faster you guys can synthesize an antidote for her or something," Craven finally explained. Everyone couldn't help but cringe a little at what he said. Minus the… implications, there was also the fact he was going inside a Kaiju Girl. A Kaijus Girl's mouth who had a super powered sonic roar that could literally blow him to nothing, "And while this is happening, you guys need to pump air into her."
To the average person, It sounds… interesting at first until you realize it's literal.
"Sounds simple enough," Elise grunted as she helped load Craven's sub, doing her best to ignore the Behemoth above them. She quickly pulled over Monique and the leading scientists, asking in a hushed tone, "Is the Evil Eye of Sauron gonna stare at us the whole time!?"
She glanced up at Gojira, his eyes unblinking as he watched HEAT. All of them shivered.
"Whether he does or not… is just something we're gonna have to get over," Nick murmured to her, "considering that added incentive to do our best."
"Say less," Randy groaned.
It was only a few minutes that it took for the crew to be ready and Dr. Craven to have his gear. With a quick and slightly trembling of "Wish me luck," he went in and they loaded the submarine. Quickly, the sub went below and towards the heavily breathing Anguirus.
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Moments earlier…
Godzilla and Mothra looked in that direction for a little before slowly turning to each other. Godzilla spoke first, "think that was another one of us?"
"I have no doubt," Mothra's tone was grim and she looked between the two points of interest. The hole and the explosion in the direction, "We may need to split up."
"Alright, I'll check out the sinkhole," Godzilla chirped and was about to step forward until Mothra quickly placed her hand on her lover's shoulder and turned around with a serious stare.
"No, I'll check out the sinkhole. You check out the explosion," Mothra nodded towards the cost and elaborated further as Godzilla's face took on a challenging look, "if something happens down there, I'll be getting out of there no matter what," the was another grim implication, but they both ignored that as Mothra continued, "but you? I'd rather not have to stage a rescue-"
"Tactical aid," Godzilla quickly "corrected".
"Mhm. As I said, I'll go down and you should cover the coast," Mothra told her. She gave Godzilla a pleading look after, even using a bit of puppy dog eyes. A cheap tactic, but effective.
"Grr… fine. But remember who calls the shots next time," Godzilla huffed and Mothra let out a relieved breath.
"If it makes you feel any better, I'll let you take lead on something more personal," Mothra even gave her an eyebrow wriggle and it made Godzilla huffed once again.
Another cheap tactic… that neither Queen minded too much when it was used, "Damn you, Moth-ball."
Mothra rubbed salt into the wound with a giggle before she descended, Godzilla nodding to her, "Good luck."
"You too."
For now, they would go their separate ways. Godzilla glanced at the Mantis trio and narrowed her eyes. Hopefully, they wouldn't go anywhere by the time either her or Mothra came back. They had some serious questions in need of answering. And speaking of which…
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HEAT sat and waited for Craven as they pumped air into Anguirus' lungs while Gojira kept his place beside them. It was just an hour of time yet it felt like more. Gojira kept his gaze on Anguirus', going so far as to even place his hand on her chest and lay it there for a few moments. Then he would shift back to the humans.
Sometimes he would switch between glaring and neutral depending on their movements.
As one could guess, it was less than comforting and they didn't get used to it. Even if they knew he wouldn't do something, he alone was unnerving. They could feel that lingering hatred of humanity, even if his contempt wasn't directly on them or he held them in higher regard. If any of them felt like asking, which they didn't, they'd doubt the answer would do anything to comfort them.
And they'd be right. Gojira couldn't stomach the thought of them poking around in his… new Anguirus. He cared for her and his reliance on the humans, even ones who understood Kaiju more so than others, filled him with nothing but disgust. He almost wanted to kill one of them purely out of spite for their existence alone, affiliated with Zilla or not.
But he was logical. More so here in this world with these… Kaiju Girls. He had to hold back. For their sake and Anguirus' right now.
He moved again, careful not to make too many waves and rumbled to Anguirus', "You'll be fine… I'll make sure of it."
She mumbled and didn't move. Not the best sign, but definitely not a bad one all things considered. He could hear her breathing stabilizing for now.
"Guys!" Craven's voice broke the humans' silence and they all quickly scrambled over to the intercom, "I'm coming back! I've got the data I need, there's just one problem!"
"What is it!?" Tatopoulos was the first to speak, eager to hear what Craven had to say.
"The chemicals inside Anguirus' are ones I traced back to a flower native to these parts!"
"Okay! What flower?"
"The Leper's Orchid! Hold on, I'm emerging now!" As Craven finished, his submarine emerged beside the boat. Randy went to the crane and quickly pulled the sub up and by the boat. Once there, it opened and Craven quickly got himself on deck with a huge sigh of relief and a grin on his face.
They all turned when they heard Gojira rumble, glancing at them yet still keeping most of his focus on Anguirus. That immediately got Craven back to his usual shaking and even Monique felt a chill run up her spine that the group noticed.
"T-the orchid is in the jungles… and I think," Craven quickly steadied himself," Craven muttered after he fought his nervous stutter, "and last I check, certain species of worms are attracted to that flower, right?"
"Nothing we can't look up," Randy asked before glancing at Elise for clarification. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and nodded in agreement, "So, yeah, we're good."
"Then we have a lead and we need to go ASAP," Tatopoulos pointed between three of his team, Craven, Elise, and Randy, now speaking more firmly, "You three head out into the field and see what you can get. Me and Monique will keep an eye on our… guest and Anguirus here."
"Thank, thank you," Craven muttered as he hugged Tatopoulos. He seemed like he was about to cry until Elise pulled him away by the ear, "Ow, ow, hey!"
"You sure you wanna be left alone with… both of them?" Randy muttered as he gestured to Monique and Gojira, "not exactly the best talking company. I mean… Monique at least good to look at at, but-"
"That's exactly why I should stay with them," Tatopoulos coughed into his hand and quickly added, "for the first reason at least. Gojira understands the situation. And Monique needs to see more of what we can do together and apart. With supervision."
Monique let out a derisive snort. They may have spoken quietly, but an agent of her level could hear it rather easily. But she had no reason to complain. Someone has to keep an eye on both Kaiju after all.
"Alright, man," Randy fist bumped him before joining the other team members to an emergency ski jet. There were two.
"Hey, get on!" He turned to the one Craven and Elise were on, the latter waving him over, "I'm driving by the way!"
Randy was agape before her turned to Nick and Monique. Both of them nodded, the former somewhat apologetic and the later smirking a tad evilly. He turned back and let out an explosive sigh while pinching the bridge of his nose, "Goddamnit, can't have anything here."
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Mothra didn't know what to expect as she went down. She expected far more darkness and the need of her natural lighting, but now. Crystals, first purple before transitioning to a mixture of blue and white.
And the "sinkhole" was getting wider and divergent as she went down. A cavernous network. The ominous thing about it was the mixture of clearly old and new carvings into the network. And she didn't think those Mantis monsters were capable of this for the most part.
She also felt a sense of… life. There plants don't here and more were appearing as she went down. Many of the plants were what could be extremophiles, but slowly, more and more fern like plants began appearing. This was somehow natural and not.
She was developing a sense of trepidation now. As if she was being watched by something that grew stronger the deeper she went in. And that usually was never just a simple feeling.
"This is getting dangerous," Mothra muttered under her breath, "I need to get the others and fast."
A sharp crack cut through the air and the red hot pain etched itself into Mothra's back. A volley of violet crystals had lodged themselves into her back and into parts of her wings. They had actually tore into them.
"Argh!" With a short croak of pain, Mothra went fluttering down to one of the sides with a heavy thud. Her hands quickly found purchase on a ledge of crystal and rocks, but just as she turned her head, a ball shaped piece of lava covered rock came flying towards her at high speeds.
Mothra reacted fast on her feet and put up a light screen shield with the help of her one good wing. She would've dodged, but her wound and lack of aerial "footing" was off, leaving her too wobbly, thus vulnerable.
With a screech, she managed to keep the attack off of her, but she pushed back into the cavern wall. She ground her teeth and pushed through the brief pain to notice another one incoming. Faster and leaving behind purple streaks of light, a ball of crystal was rolling around before it used a ledge like a ramp. To Mothra's shock and chagrin, it was coming down straight towards her head.
Still maintaining her shield, she concentrated and fired off her light beams towards it. It only slowed it down.
The crystal ball was still crashing down and, worse yet, Mothra noticed how the crystal grew brighter. She briefly asked herself, 'Is it absorbing my light power?'
That was all the time she had before the ball came down in a split second, the lava covered black boulder coming after. The attack damaged the entire structure and was sent down in a giant blast of sediment and other minerals. Mothra fell from the ball first.
She rumbled down until she fell in a badly damaged heap near another ledge that actually seemed close to the bottom. She weakly trudged herself from the edge before rolling over to see what was above her with a pained groan.
Her vision was blurry, but she saw shining within the dirt cloud and quickly forced herself to move out of the way. And she was right to as a barrage of crystals came down in a rain of bladed death. Much of the ground was embedded with the shards of light blue.
And so was she. The Moth monster Queen had dodged most of it, but in her wounded state she couldn't avoid it all. One hit her left ankle, her right shoulder, and her left thigh. It wasn't too deep, but it stung like hell.
"Of all the places to get jumped… twice in a row too," Mothra grunted to herself as she went to pull out the one in her shoulder. The moment she touched it, a sound like breaking glass echoed and she gasped as her hand became stuck.
"Obsidious!" A deep feminine voice that was throaty and husky. She even had the added effect of small cracking, like gravel down a hill, with her voice.
"Yeah, I wouldn't do that either, hot tits," A raspy voice with a small hum to it. Unnatural to most but clearly not to her, "and shut the hell up! You just gave away your identity!"
"Obsidious!"
A clock of her tongue, "You can't say my name aloud, jackass. You don't speak proper Japanese…"
"Who are you!?" Mothra could feel her foot where the crystal struck get stuck to the ground and her leg stiffen as more of the crystals spread around her legs.
"Us?" The voices' silhouettes were becoming more clear from the smoke, obvious feminine forms of Kaijus girls becoming more clear with their distinctions, "Just two intrigued Kaiju is all. And diligent daughters."
"Grrr," The bulkier one jumped out first followed by the lanky one. A dark skinned Kaiju girl with fiery veins around her arms, legs, and chest. Her hair was black with three oblong pony tails facing down. And armor of rock was set up to display her muscled and feminine body. Best akin to a lingerie football out. Her three pronged tail and black bandana covered eyes were interesting.
The other one was more so a punkstar Kaiju Girl. Long light purple hair that cascaded down in spikes while she wore a purple and gray miniskirt, jacket, and bra with clawed high heels. Her hands ended in crystalline claws and she even had chin quills. Her tail was gray and dark purple that ended in a cluster of crystals.
The latter of the duo, the more talkative one, spoke with a smug laugh, "She's more eloquent than you think, by the way."
Mothra was becoming fully crystalized and tried her best to be reasonable, even if it was no doubt futile. With a pleading yet full voice, she told her, "I don't want any trouble."
Both of the new Kaiju Girls walked towards her, the lava one cracking her knuckles and the crystal one chuckling darkly, "Good. You won't cause any."
"Obsidious," The lava one snarled before rearing her head back. And it was lights out.
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Nearly two hours. Nearly two hours of near silence save for what amounted to the occasional grunt of acknowledgement or confirmation the systems were still running.
Gojira never left and still kept his eyes on Anguirus. He only ever acknowledged the last two humans of HEAT by looking at them. Maybe grunting. And that was it.
"You've certainly got your work cut out for you, doctor," Monique's French baroque finally cut through the quiet and brought Tatopoulos briefly up from his monitors.
"That's new," Nick chuckled, though it lacked the usual light sprinkle of mirth, "making small talk?"
"Between you and the silence," Monique glanced over at Gojira when she felt the brief and cool opening of his gaze leaving them. She quickly turned back once his focus was back again, "For once, I'd prefer to hear your voice."
"Well, if it makes things easier," Nick shrugged and decided to turn his back to speak with the agent. The monitors would alert him to irregularities anyway. Staring at them just helped take his mind off things, "Yeah, I do. I care a lot for them."
"Why?" Monique asked, holding back a scoff at the very notion of caring such Behemoth's, "Was it really your br-ahem-little girl,"
"Nice save there, mon chere," Nick groused with the last part being a tad mocking, "but yeah, that was one of the reasons."
That made Monique rather curious, "You have more?"
"Imagine being so big, so powerful, you're terrifying to everything you meet through no fault of your own. You're a product of nature and science, just like us, and yet… you're a monster. All because you're strong and powerful by mere design," as he spoke, he looked wistful. Monique figured he may have been a sympathizer from the start and Zilla was his ultimate catalyst.
She almost found it… admirable. Perhaps even adorable in a sense. Still, it was odd, "Rather sentimental. Not surprising from you."
"Aren't you French?" Nick chuckled.
Monique snorted, but a light smirk worked itself on her face, "So what?"
Nick was about to say more until he heard the sound of jet skis in the distance. He could see the rest of HEAT. With a fist pump, he said, "They're back!" Then came the sound of heavy footsteps. Stomping. And he could see that on the horizon, Godzilla was coming in close, "What the hell…"
Gojira wasn't surprised to see her. He was relieved to see her. Obviously, the same could not be said for Godzilla, already glaring down at him before turning to Anguirus in concern. She had questions and the moment she was face to face with Gojira, she said, "Alright… you had better have answers for me."
"Plenty. I make no excuses," Gojira answered before he turned to Anguirus and gently placed his hand on her shell. A gesture Godzilla never thought she'd see out of him. Though, that was hardly a surprise considering what she knew, "the humans beneath Zilla… they're going to heal her. She was no doubt poisoned."
Godzilla turned to the humans who spoke with each other. The nervous and portly one gave her an awkward wave. She turned back to Anguirus and put her hand down on her shell too.
After a moment she said, "I don't know why either of you are here. Especially you, Gojira. But all of that can wait. For now, I want to see what the Knockoff's family can do. Then you need to explain to me why you're here in the first place."
She turned to him and stared deep into his eyes. No malice nor commanding tone. Just an even and straightforward, "Understood?"
Gojira gently rumbled and gave her a nod. No bravado, snark, or irritation.
For now, they would wait and watch. Both Kaiju swelling inside with an eerie feeling that there was more going on further inland and that they would have to wait.
Omake: Kaiju School
"Alright class," Gojira adjusted his tie and stood in front of the whiteboard, "Does anyone have any questions on the power of radiation?"
A certain drill went up and Gojira was on the immediate offensive, "Put your hand down! Put your fucking hand down!"
Everyone flinched when he came forward and began shaking the table and growled in her face, "Put your hand down or I'll grab the pesticide! I'll do it this time! PETA won't save you today, I mean it, bug!"
Megalon slowly brought her hand down and Gojira let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, anyone with a real question?"
A hand came up and all eyes were on Anguirus, "Isn't this physics?"
A loud crash followed as Anguirus was tossed out the window with Gojira growling, "Explain terminal velocity!"
What Gojira forgot was that Anguirus could roll up. More importantly, they were above the parking lot. And his car.
"Not that right!?" Anguirus asked as she unrolled on his flattened convertible, "by the way, nice lemon scent, uchitel!"
Gojira merely sighed and Orga raised her hand, "Can an actual smart Kaiju answer now?"
Orga would actually know terminal velocity. First hand.