Note- A guest who goes by the name by 'Lord Destryuk' requested me to write a fanfiction in one of his reviews about how Godzilla is dead and someone must avenge him. You can find it in my story, Love Can't Be Shattered. Here it is :) And, before I forget, this is loosely based off Kill Bill.

Warning- this may be rated T, but many chapters are rated M, so if you don't have high violence/blood tolerance DO NOT read this.

The following takes place in an alternate reality, after what occurred in Godzilla Vs Destroyah. Godzilla and his son both killed Destroyah, and Godzilla's meltdown has been postponed for 50 years. He and his son, Godzilla Junior, now reside on an Island, along with me. I am Rodan.

Yes, it's me, the giant brown pterosaur, with my huge graceful wings. You probably remember my younger brother who fought alongside Godzilla to kill mechagodzilla, but he perished, giving up his life to save his friend. I look a lot like my younger brother, but I am a female, and am actually bigger, almost as big as Godzilla, with a more vibrant colouration. I also have dark patches around my eyes, since most females have this.

Godzilla and I get along very well, but the funny thing is, Godzilla Junior likes me more than his father! It was probably because my younger brother fought for his life, so he has a natural liking for my species, even if he can't remember what happened that day. Occasionally, I would wake up from a nice sleep, and see Junior snuggling under my leathery wings, sound asleep.

Godzilla didn't mind- he knew his son was safe with me.

I lay down, on top of a huge volcano, sleeping calmly. It was daytime, but I was simply napping since Godzilla and his son had gone to swim in the ocean to get some nuclear energy, and to observe the sea life just for the hell of it.

I dreamed of my younger brother- we were so close, and I missed him very much...

I then woke up. Snapping my eyes open, I looked straight into the face of Godzilla, which was very unexpected. I flinched, as I was expecting his son.

'Godzilla? Why are you here? Weren't you just swimming with Junior?' I chirped.

Our way of communication was made up of grunts and growls. Since we were a different species, it was sometimes a bit difficult to figure out what the other was saying.

'Rodan, my friend, I have a horrible feeling... I can't really explain it...'

'Godzilla, what do you mean?'

'It's like... we are all in danger.'

I was silent for a few seconds.

'Godzilla... where is Junior... where is your son...?'

'He is at the beach'

'Godzilla... If you feel something is wrong... you honestly should not leave your son alone. Especially if you have a bad feeling.'

Godzilla looked away from me, somewhat embarrassed.

'You two aren't even related, yet you make a better parent than I...' He said, softly.

'Oh, Godzilla! Don't say things like that. Now, I'm going to go and see if Junior is all right...'

And, with a flap of my wings, I took off, in search of Junior.