This story is based off of Matt Frank's art work and a FanFiction called "A Lady and her Samurai" by Corvus no Genmu. Enjoy. :)

Wind whistles through the air as leaves from a tree softly rain down to the earth, sun light shining through the gaps in the tree's branches. A little girl stops from walking alongside her mother to stare at something or someone sitting under the tree. It was a Kaiju, that much the child knew, but she didn't know who. The Kaiju in question had black, scaly skin and a long reptilian tail. It had white spines coming out of its back and there was what looked like a katana only a few feet away. The Kaiju's eyes open slightly, as if it was sleeping, to reveal bright orange eyes that focused on the little girl. The monster sat up from it's spot under the tree and finally spoke.

"What, kid?" it asks in a deep, male voice that sounded annoyed.

The mother, finally realizing her daughter had stopped, ran to her daughter, took her hand and tried to pull her away from the beast. She obviously had the look of fear on her face as she spoke up with a fearful smile "I'm- I'm sorry to have bothered you." she said pushing her child behind her.

The woman clearly knew who this Kaiju was, he was the monster even among his own kind, the living example of War and Death himself, Gojira. He watched the two walk away with the girl smiling and waving at him, he just gave a small wave back. He could overhear the mother telling her stay away from him, it doesn't faze him though, he was used to it. Humans either feared or hated him and he hated them as well. Although, he didn't mind the children waving at him every now and then. Deciding he had slept for long enough, he grabs his katana and stands up. Gojira was well over 10 feet tall, forget clothing, he didn't need any for none would fit. However, he did wear an armor plate on his right shoulder and around his neck was a tattered black cloth that reached down to his right side. While his sword was almost as big as he is. He walked down the path in the opposite direction the two humans were heading. Ahead of him was a small village that was mostly full of market stands for travelers.

Gojira walked through the town, looking straight ahead, not paying any attention to the looks the humans were giving him. Either horrified looks, with some of them getting out of his way, or looks of disgust with a few staring at him with murderous eyes. He made his way through town all the same. Where was he going? He was following on a rumor that caught his attention, a rumor about a powerful Kaiju in some remote valley that it lived in. He loved the thrill of fighting, it was the only thing that seemed to be real to him. It was the only thing that could put a smile on his face. Still, all the other Kaiju he had fought in the past were too weak. He wanted to fight something that could really make him enjoy himself for once.

Finally, after two more days of heading north, he came to the foot of the mountains that surrounded the valley this Kaiju he heard about lived in. There was something about these mountains, however, that annoyed him yet at the same time soothed him. He shook it off and started up the mountain vie a path that lead up to the peak of the summit. As he continues to walk up the path, he thought back to where he had heard the rumor that had brought him all the way out here. He had heard it from an acquaintance of his, a mysterious Kaiju named Battra. He was the type of monster who never came out into the open. He would always send some objects he called Puppets, they could take on the appearance of the caster or something else completely. From what Gojira could gather from Batter's Puppets he was about 7 feet tall, had dark red hair and eyes, and had moth like wings that were a mixture of black, red, and yellow.

Gojira didn't know why, but he had a feeling that Battra had something against this Kaiju he told him about. But that didn't matter to him at the moment, he just continued on his way up the mountain to see for himself whether this was a waste of time or not. About halfway up he spotted someone standing there waiting for him. It was another one of Battra's Puppets, it had Battra's appearance while wearing a black kimono.

It bowed to the Kaiju and it spoke in Battra's voice "Greetings Gojira..."

Gojira simply glares at the Puppet "This better not be a waste of time for me, Battra." he said in annoyance "Also, why won't you come out and see me in person?"

Battra simply shook his head "It won't be, I guarantee it will be worth every second of your time." he said with a smile "And I have my reasons, but worry not. You'll see me in the flesh very soon."

Gojira finally lost his temper "You better, because I'm getting sick of these damn Puppets!" he yelled as he brought his sword down and sliced the Puppet straight down the middle. The Puppet fell to the earth and Gojira sighs, continuing on his walk up the mountain.

Battra opens his eyes slowly, now that his Puppet was destroyed. He looks back at the mountain through the trees of the forest he was hiding in. An evil smile grows on his face as he spoke to himself.

"Gojira is a fool, still I'll have to give him my thanks for doing all the hard work for me." he said as he chuckles to himself.

He unfolded his massive wings and shot straight into the air. He stopped mid air and looked down past the mountains at the valley. He hated that place to the core, but not as much as the one who ruled there. A deep scale replaced his smile at that thought.

He spoke to himself again in a more bone chilling tone "Let's see you survive this, my dear sister."

Gojira finally made it to the peak of the mountain where a massive gate, made of both wood and stone, with a Japanese symbol on it for peace stood before him. Butterflies that gave off a dim white glow flow around it as if they were the caretakers or something. Gojira stands before the gate for brief moment before a butterfly lands on the tip of his snout. Gojira didn't have anything against nature or beautiful things like flowers or butterflies, but this was something different. He didn't know why, but it felt like this butterfly was telling him to turn back. Just his imagination he thought, he shook his head just enough to remove the butterfly and continued on his way down the mountain, towards the valley.

Standing in the center of the valley was a large temple that was colored red and gold that made it stick out from the rest of the buildings that surrounded it. In the courtyard of the temple, a few Kaiju spar with each other. Watching the fight was a humanoid, female Kaiju with long pink hair, bright blue eyes, and large butterfly wings that were a mixture of orange, brown, and white. She wore a blue kimono that revealed a bit more of her legs then usual kimonos did. Not that anyone was looking. She was humming a melody that brought anyone who was listening a smile. Her melody was cut off by one of the sparing Kaiju, crashing into the ground a few feet away from her.

"Oh, sorry Mothra! Didn't see you there!" a voice called out as the one called Mothra waves the dust away from her face.

Mothra looks over to the one who said that as the dust cloud clears. Its a lion Kaiju that walked upright and was rubbing the back of his neck. This one was known as Caesar, the oldest Kaiju amongst the others. The one that almost hit her was known as Anguirus, he was an armadillo that was covered with spikes.

Anguirus got up and started yelling "Dammit, old man! Did you have to hit so hard?!" he asked rubbing his jaw.

Mothra just giggled at that until her head perked up. A butterfly came down from the sky as fast as its wings could carry it. Mothra stretched out a finger for it to land on, as soon as the butterfly lands Anguirus and Caesar stop training and look at Mothra. After a moment of silence, her eyes widen with surprise.

"Rodan!" she calls in a sweet, soothing voice.

Almost immediately a red pteranodon like Kaiju lands in front of her with a bow. "Yes milady?" he asks in a professional tone.

"Do you mind go checking around the southern part of the valley for anyone you don't recognize?" Mothra asks nicely as she looks to the southern part of the mountains surrounding the valley.

"We have an uninvited guest."

Gojira walked through the forest that stood at the foot of the mountain that was covered in fog at the moment. The fog wasn't thick enough that he couldn't see the path, still he couldn't see that far ahead of himself. So he kept his ears listening for anything that didn't sound right aside the sound of the forest and his own foot steps. Out of the fog he could see a shrine, he didn't hold any hatreds for shrines, so he decided to simply walk past it with his head low, as a show of respect. However his instincts were telling him to go into the shrine. Always one to usual trust his gut, he made his way to the doors of the shrine. As he got closer, he could hear someone crying. As the fog cleared up a bit, Gojira could see a little girl sitting in the doorway to the shrine's courtyard. She couldn't be anymore than 6 human years of age, she had short brown hair and wore a little green dress. The child was hugging herself as the tears streamed down her face. It was clear that she was scared, most likely lost her way. Gojira waid his opinions for a moment when the girl finally notices him and stares at him with puffy blue eyes.

He could leave her there and let fate decide what happens to her, he thought to himself as the child stood up and stopped crying a bit. But something was telling him to just take the kid with him. He crouched down to her level and asked "You lost kid?"

The girl nods. Gojira rolls his eyes in annoyance, but puts a hand out either way "Come on, I'm heading for a city anyway, maybe someone there can help you." he said, trying to hide that this whole ordeal was pissing him off.

The biggest smile grow on the girl's face as she jumps up and wraps her arms around Gojira's thick neck. The Kaiju was a bit surprised to see this human happy that he was helping her. Either she didn't know who he was or was just happy to have someone help her, he didn't know. Either way he stood up with the girl in one arm and started walking along the path again. Something was bothering him though. The scents of other Kaiju were coming off this little girl, as well as humans, the questions started to rise as they went on through the forest with the fog coming back in. After a while of walking they came to a clearing where it opens up to a field covered in flowers that gave off bright colors.

Suddenly they heard a woman's voice calling out into the forest "Lizy!"

Gojira and the girl look over to their left to see a woman with long brown hair, dark, gray eyes and wearing a bright orange kimono on the upper half of her body and a long, red skirt on the lower half.

The girl's eyes lit up as she started waving to her and yelling "Mama! Over here!"

The mother looked over and saw the two of them. She immediately started running towards them and Gojira gently put the girl down on the ground. Mother and daughter met half way from their running starts and locked arms with each other as tears came down from their eyes. Gojira wasn't one for sobbing reunions, so he started walking away when he heard the woman's voice call out.

"Please, wait!" she called making him stop and he turned to her with a half annoyed look "Thank you, so much!" she said still hugging her daughter.

Gojira just started at her blankly before turning and walking away, but at least he responded by waving back without looking. How long has it been since a human thanked him like that, he was a bit annoyed by this, yet at the same time he could feel a tiny smile form on his scaly face. He shook it off as he caught sight of a village up ahead, a hard line grow on his face as muttered to himself with a hint of anger.

"This better not be a waste of time."

Rodan watches Gojira come closer to the city with the look of both shock and horror spread across his face. Why was he here? What does he want with this place? What ever the question was that raced through Rodan's mind they all came to the same answer as he whispered to himself with a grim tone of voice.

"This. Is. Not. Good."

"What... did you just say?" Anguirus asked after hearing what Rodan just told him.

"You heard me right, Gojira is in town and I don't think he came here for the scenery." Rodan said with him staring at the ground.

Many other Kaiju had stopped what they were doing to stare at Rodan with horror on their faces. Gojira was far more powerful than anyone in this valley. The only one that could even come close to standing up against him was Caesar, but even then he was still too powerful. Mothra was the only one who was slightly confused. Though she had heard of this Gojira, she has never seen him before, nor knows that much about him. She looked at Anguirus and asked the question.

"Anguirus, is there really a need to worry?"

Anguirus and the others looked at her with fearful faces "Lady, you don't know him like we do." the armordillo explained "If Goji is here, that means he came here for one of two reasons. Either he's just passing through or he came here to pick a fight. And let me tell you, we better pray to the gods that he's just passing through, because I guarantee that not even the old man can hold him off for long." he finished looking at the ground with fear growing inside of him, recalling what happened that last time he and Gojira got into a fight.

Mothra stayed silent, looking around at the other Kaiju that were either standing or sitting in the courtyard. Everyone had the looks of terror on their faces. It was more than obvious that this Gojira was scaring the day lights out of the others. But why? Was he really this terrifying? She didn't know, but she was going to go and find out. She stood up from where she sat down and began to unfold her wings when a female voice said.

"Wait."

Mothra looked over her shoulder to see a woman with long dark green hair, yellow eyes, wearing a green leather jacket and short shorts. She had her crossed and looking at Mothra with a serious expression.

"Yes, Biollante?" Mothra asked turning to her.

"If your plan is to go and meet him, forget it." Biollante said shaking her head "I know what kind of guy he is, seeing how I'm his sister. His kind of thinking is 'Shot first, ask questions later'. And talking to him is a waste of time."

Mothra stared at Biollante for a moment before turning and looking down at the ground. She may have a point, still she had to try. This valley was left in her care by her parents and, on top of keeping it safe from her brother, she swore to protect anyone who lived here. She spread her wings out shot into the air like a rocket of light. Biollante let out a disappointed sigh as she watched Mothra disappear.

"I sure hope my brother is in a decent mood..."

Gojira just stared at the scene before him. He didn't know how to react to what he was looking at. Humans and Kaiju. In the same place. Either walking together, laughing, or even... kissing each other. He had never heard of place like this, a village where humans and Kaiju get along with each other. It made him want to throw up. He walked through the village at a faster pace than he normally did. He didn't want to be anywhere near something like this. As he continued through the village, he noticed that some of the inhabitants were looking at him. But the looks weren't ones of fear or hate, they were looks of surprise, as if they didn't expect to see him here.

Gojira then came to a market area where humans and Kaiju alike were handing out either food, tools, even a few weapons here and there. Gojira looked his sword over for a moment, it did have a lot of scratches, dents, and chips in the blade. Perhaps he could get someone to take a look at it and see if they could patch it up a bit. He looked around for a moment before spotting what he was looking for, a blacksmith's shop. The Kaiju enters the open door to the shop where he finds an old man sitting on the floor with a beard that reached down to his belly. He wore a tan colored kimono that was covered in cole and small pieces of wood that looked slightly burned. The old man turn to the mighty Kaiju and motioned him to sit across from him.

Gojira complied and sat down in front of the elder, placing his sword between the two of them. The old man placed one of his hands on the massive blade and gently rubbed before speaking "This sword has much blood on it, as well as the fires of war burned into it..." he said in a calm and grumbling tone.

The Kaiju narrowed his eyes to the floor to what the elder was saying. He thought back to the battles he had fought in, all the lives he took, human and Kaiju alike. He listened as the old human continued "Yet the blade is still pure from evil intentions, the only thing that doesn't seem right is this insane lust for fighting..."

The human stopped and narrowed his eyes at Gojira "I will fix your blade, but once I do you must make a choice then..." he said in a much lower tone than a moment ago.

"What choice would that be?" Gojira asked, lowering his head to meet the human at eye level.

"Whether you continue down the path you're on and live you life without a real reason to live or fight for something or someone that you want to protect and get a real joy and satisfaction from your battles..."

Gojira sat there for a whole minute before letting out a small laugh of irony. How many years had it been since someone, just like this guy, told him that. The Kaiju stood up and started to walk out the door before saying "I've already tried to find that, look where it's gotten me..." with that he went out the door and was gone.

The elder say there for a moment before a small smile formed on his lips "Don't give up on it yet Gojira, there is much you could do to help if you were to put your mind to it." he whispered as he started to sharpen the sword the Kaiju left with him.

Gojira walked down the street of the village, replaying what the old human said in his mind. It made him somewhat irritated, he didn't want to hear those words again for as long as he lived. It's not that he hated the words, it's just the last time he heard that he lost someone important to him. He shook the thought out of his head, he didn't want to think about the past right now. Right now, he wanted to get some information on this opponent he came all the way out here to fight. Suddenly, his nose twitched at a smell that he knew well, the smell of beer, rum, and whisky. Turning his to the left he saw a bar with the sounds of laughter coming from it. After a few moments of thinking, the black scaled Kaiju came to a conclusion.

"Eh, why not... It's been awhile since I had a drink." he said to himself as he walked towards the bar. Failing to notice the pair of eyes watching him from the air behind him.

Mothra watched the unknown Kaiju disappear through the door of the bar with a curious expression. She knew all the Kaiju here in the valley well, but she had never seen that Kaiju before. And if that was this Gojira she had heard about, he didn't seem that scary. While he did have a fearsome appearance, she didn't feel any evil intentions coming from him. He did look like something that would be able to do some serious damage, but she still didn't think of him as a threat. However, one thing did bring some concern to her. She could feel her brother's presents on him and that made her start thinking that he might be involved somehow. But in order to know for sure, she had to get a closer look at this Kaiju. And with that, she landed on the ground with a light thud and began to make way to the bar.

Gojira stepped through the door of the bar and was greeted by the sounds of music, laughing, and breaking glass along with the faces of either human or Kaiju with huge grins. Around the monster were guys of both species entertaining ladies of mostly humans by either showing off their strength or trying get them to go into private rooms to do who knows what. A few Kaiju's did stop what they were doing to look at the one who walked into the bar with more annoyed looks that Gojira was used to getting. The looks didn't faze him at all, he just made his way up to the counter to order a drink.

"Welcome to 'The Golden Dragon', how can I help you to- What the hell are you going here?" said a voice that sounded familiar.

Gojira looked at the source of the voice and narrowed his eyes at the one standing behind the counter. It was a Kaiju with gold scales, three heads with long necks, and large gold wing that were folded up to form hands. His eyes were bright red that were all focused on Gojira with the look of both surprise and anger. He also had two tails that had spiky clubs on the ends. Gojira returned the look and crossed his arms as he spoke to the Kaiju before him.

"Ghidorah…" he said in a low growl "OK, First: The name of the bar is crap, Second: Why the hell are working at a bar?" he asked as he sat down at the counter.

"First: Piss off, Second: Why do you care? I can do what I want with my life." Ghidorah said as cleaned off a glass with a rag.

Gojira rolled his eyes "Whatever, can I get something hard to drink here?" he asked with a half decent voice.

Ghidorah groans and grabs a large glass, places it on the counter in front of Gojira and moves over to the bottles of alcohol. As the gold dragon was busy with getting the drink ready, Gojira sat waiting in silence until the glass started to fill up with a dark, red liquid. Gojira took the glass in hand and took a sip of it, the taste of apples and rotten grapes filled his jaws and he start to feel the alcohol take effect. After a minute ticks by with sounds of the bar continuing, Gojira once again heard Ghidorah's greeting that at first was normal, but then it quickly changed to a more polite tone.

"Welcome Mi-Miss Mothra, how can I be of service to y-you?" he asked stuttering a bit.

Half surprised to hear this dragon use such a polite tone, Gojira turned to see who Ghidorah was speaking to. Orange eyes met crystal blue ones and Gojira took in the sight of the humanoid Kaiju before him. The Kaiju was female that wore a blue kimono that seemed to glow in the bar with those crystal blue eyes of her's. Her pink hair was straight and clean that seemed to glow as well. Her butterfly like wings were folded behind her back, making her look even more human at first glance. Her frame and figure was human in size and shape, not to mention how perfect she looked. Gojira wouldn't ever say it out loud, but this Kaiju was indeed beautiful.

She turned back to Ghidorah and answered his question "I will have the usual please." the female Kaiju said in a belling tone of voice that sounded almost angelic.

Ghidorah didn't waste any time in getting started, making a drink as quickly and carefully as possible. The female then turned to Gojira with a questionable look, as if waiting for his approval for something. After a few moments, she spoke in a polite and soothing tone.

"Mind if I sit here?" she asks as she pointed at the seat right next to the black Kaiju.

Gojira remains silent for a moment, taking in what this beauty had just asked him. After a few seconds he nods "Be my guest, nobody's stopping you..." he said in half annoyed, half decent tone.

She sat next to him and began to wait patiently for her drink to arrive. Gojira didn't pay much attention to her at all at first, but he did catch her glancing at him. He felt as if she was studying him for some reason, as if trying to figure out what he was thinking. Deciding to ignore it, he started take more sips of his drink and start thinking back to what Battra had told him about this Kaiju. He told him that it was a powerful foe, but the only thing he hadn't told him was the name. Deciding it was best to get some information from this Kaiju, he turned back to the female sitting next to him. Before he could speak, however, a crashing noise broke out in the bar and everyone turned to the source.

A human woman with long, blonde hair and wearing a pure white dress laid, shaking on the floor next to a upside down table. Blood dripped from her lip and her jade green eyes were wide and shaking as they looked at the floor. Standing a few feet away from her was a huge, muscular, ape Kaiju with burning, gold eyes of rage. Gojira narrowed his eyes at that ape with anger, he knew this Kaiju well, unfortunately. The two of them had clashed before and Gojira just hates that ape's guts. And by the looks of everyone in the bar, they don't like him either.

"Oh, what now?" Ghidorah groans as he turned around and froze at the sight of the woman on the floor. He then slammed a fist on the counter and yelled "Kong, you damned idiot, what do you think you're doing?!"

Kong glares at Ghidorah and replies "Wat eves, I can do wat I want! Cuz I'm King Kong, tha ape wunder of tha wurld." he drunkenly said as he struggled a bit to stay standing.

Gojira rolled his eyes "Great, he's drunk." he said with an amused tone.

Ghidorah glanced around the bar and asked "Could someone get rid of him, please?"

Gojira was about to reply 'Ah, let him be', when a hairy fist came down and smashed the drink that the black Kaiju was enjoying. Gojira's eye twitched as he slowly turned to Kong, who was focused on the pink haired Kaiju that was sitting next to him. The female was obviously uncomfortable, but didn't say anything to stop Kong from trying to get her to go with him to somewhere. Gojira finally stood up and tapped the ape on the shoulder, hard, making him turn around. As the ape turned, Gojira grabbed a nearby glass mug, full of beer.

"Who hell are yuu?" Kong asked, completely drunk out of his mind.

"Oh no buddy," Gojira said in a pleasant tone "Oh by the way, here's a drink. ON THE HOUSE!" he roared as he smashed the mug against Kong's head.

The glass shatters into pieces, as the ape roars in pain with Gojira grabbing him and throwing him into a wall. Kong is sent through the wall and lands outside, in the street. Gojira stands from where he stopped after throwing Kong for a moment, shaking his hand that had held the mug. After a moment of silence the whole bar cheers for Gojira who just shrugs it off and decides to take the time to help the blonde woman up, who gives him a light peck on his scaly face. Most likely her way of showing gratitude. He just gives her a flat look at gently pushes her aside before he noticed the icey look Ghidorah was giving him.

"What?" Gojira asked.

Ghidorah pointed at the giant hole in the wall "And who is going to fix that?" he asked in annoyance as a wood plank fell to the ground.

Gojira rolls his eyes when that angelic voice spoke up "Oh calm down Ghidorah, this is not the first time that has happened." the female Kaiju said giggling.

"Bu-But Miss Mothra..." the dragon whines.

Gojira glares at the one now known as Mothra with dead eyes. He didn't know why she was sticking up for him and neither did he really care. He turned to leave when he felt someone grab his hand, making him flinch a bit. He turned around to see this Mothra holding his hand that he didn't realize was wounded with a bit of, surprisingly, worry. Her touch was soft as she examined it and it was, in a way, soothing Gojira a bit, but he caught himself at what he was thinking and grows like an enraged beast. The humanoid Kaiju was taken aback by that as Gojira ripped his hand from her.

"Do. Not. Touch. Me. Ever." he said in a low, bone chilling tone.

With that he turned and left the bar through the massive hole in the wall. As he walked down the street, he stared back at his hand that the female Kaiju had grabbed. What was that? Why did she looked worried about him? And more importantly, why did he find it soothing? One thing he did know, he made the right move back there in leaving. He could see that Ghidorah was about ready to blast him with lightning. Moreover, the gold dragon called her 'Miss' when he spoke to her. Which led to the asymchem that that Kaiju was important to the valley. Either way, he doesn't want someone to do that to him again. Deciding that he had wasted enough time, he started to head back to the blacksmith that he left his sword with to see if he was finished.

After the events at the bar, Mothra returned to the temple in complete silence. She couldn't believe how scared she was of that Kaiju. She had seen her fair share of scary things in her life, but that... that terrified her to the point where she was shaking slightly. She had never felt so much power in one being before, and, while it was a bit scary, it's not what she was mostly afraid of. Even though that Kaiju had so much power, it wasn't evil. It was the presents that surrounded him that terrified her. There was no doubt that her brother had came into contact with that Kaiju. She was pulled out of her thoughts by Anguirus's voice.

"Do you know how lucky you are?!" he asked as the others in the room nod in agreement.

"Yeah Mothra, you're very lucky that my brother let you off with a warning and not tear your wings off!" Biollante added.

Caesar finally stepped in "Enough. We have a much bigger problem facing us at the moment. Battra had obviously sent him here to kill Lady Mothra, we have to be ready for when he strikes." the elder said as he paced back and forth in the room.

"I don't think that's going to happen..." Rodan suddenly said making everyone turn to him "If he did come here to kill Lady Mothra, he would have done it by now. Also, there's no way Goji would've bowed down to Battra just like that."

"But then why was Battra's presence on him? It doesn't make sense." Biollante asked as she crossed her arms in frustration.

Everyone in the room remained silent for a few moments until Caesar spoke up again "Whatever his reasons are for being here, I'm increasing the number of guards until he leaves. If he is as powerful as you all claim, we can't take any chances in Lady Mothra's safety." he said looking at Mothra with concern.

After Mothra sighed and nodded, she stared back out the window of her room with worry spread across her face. She was now fearing for the safety of her friends and subjects, now that she had seen this Gojira with her own eyes. However, while that Kaiju was a cause for concern, it was her brother that she was more worried about. If his presence was on Gojira, it could only mean that Battra himself was not far behind. As the others left to attend to things, Mothra called out Caesar with a soft yet worried tone.

"Caesar..."

The elder turned around "Yes?" he replied.

"There might be more at play here then we think..." she said in low tone of voice "Be careful."

The lion Kaiju nods and leaves the room without another word. As the door closed, Mothra used her magic to call one of her small servants for a little mission. After seeing this Kaiju first hand, she decided it would be best to see if her brother had indeed send this Kaiju out to kill her. After a moment of low whispers under her breath, Mothra sent the little servant off on its mission. Watching the white glow fly off towards the city and the setting sun, she muttered something so quiet that only she could hear it.

"Let's see why you are here, Gojira..."

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