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Hime waited at the beach, watching the birds fly off. She stretched herself to the sky, as if doing so could give her wings. She wished she could fly, like the birds and the bats, like her mom. Especially like her mom. What Hime wouldn't give to have such beautiful and gigantic wings such as hers….

Mothra had left earlier to check on something or whatever, and for some reason she didn't want to take Hime with her, saying that she would take her flying later, but not now. Hime didn't understand, and it actually kind of annoyed her. She wished that, if she couldn't fly, she could at least swim good enough to follow her mother. But it wasn't like her dad was going to let her leave alone…

Hime wasn't sure on why her mother left, but she was almost certain it was connected to that weird… Feeling… She had. She had no idea why, but she was sure, not because she thought so, but because she could feel deep inside herself.

She didn't know what that feeling was, but she liked a bit. It felt like a presence, like the ones she could feel coming from her parents. Mothra had told her all creatures have a presence, a type of energy that others can feel. Hime wondered what her presence felt like…

Whatever it was, Hime hoped her mom talked to her about it when she returned.

A soft buzzing sound got Hime's attention.

"There's the humans again…" Hime muttered to herself as the human flying machines passed overhead. "How come you can fly but I can't?"

She heard a noise in between the trees not too far from her position. Instinctively, she went into sneaking mode. It wasn't like she expected there to be a predator or something, it was most definitely a crab, of those big ones that climbed trees. They tasted nice, and tasted even better when you catch one yourself.

Hime jumped towards the trees and squealed loudly, trying to make the crab fall from the tree with the movement. But suddenly something she wasn't expecting happened. She felt it moving inside her throat, round and strangely sticky, rolling over her tongue and then out of her mouth, hitting one of the trees dead on.

She stood there for a second, confused. What just happened?

Hime spit, feeling the weird substance sticking to her teeth. She shook her head, and then walked over to the trees, sniffing. She felt the smell of something fishy, together with the strange smell of metal of the humans' creations.

And what was her surprise to see one of the buzzing metal insects glued against the tree trunk. Did she do that? How did she do that? Could she do that again?

Too many questions, not enough answers! There was one titan though who could help her with that.

"Dad!" Hime ran towards the area of the island where she knew her father was resting. "Dad!" She screeched as the lumbering form of her dad sleeping on the beach came closer. "Dad! I did something!"

"Your mother can punish you…" Godzilla rumbled a sleepy answer.

"No! Not a bad thing!" She stopped for a second as she was climbing on Godzilla's head. "Well, kind of a bad thing, but no!" Hime jumped on his head to try and wake him up. "Come on, dad! You need to see this!"

Godzilla growled but raised his head. Hime quickly slide down from his head to his arm and finally to the ground.

"What is it?" He asked in a tired and annoyed tone.

"Look at this!" Hime readied herself. She tried to imitate the pose she was before, and as she got ready to squeal again, she could feel the soft pressure building inside her throat. And then she pushed it out.

A small ball flew off her mouth at full speed, just like before, and she saw as it hit a large rock by the water, splattering itself on the same way it did over the metal insect. Hime turned to her father expectantly.

"That's a silk pellet." Godzilla said simply.

"Silk? Like momma's?" Hime jumped in place. "I got mom's powers?"

Godzilla huffed, watching as his youngling hopped around. She was proud of herself, and she should be, it was her first time using such ability. It was nothing on many standards, but Godzilla liked to see her like that, it reminded him of the first time he used his atomic breath. It was quite a trill. Talking about it…

"Yes." He snorted softly and got to his full height. "But can you do this?"

Hime watched as her dad's dorsal spines started shining, starting at the tip of his tail and climbing all the way to the back of his head. A rumbling noise made the world shake underneath Hime. Then he took a deep breath and a gigantic line of blue light shot out of his mouth.

It hit the water, evaporating it as it touched, spraying droplets in all directions. It was warm and irradiated power and Hime couldn't help but stare.

And then it was gone, the light slowly fading from Godzilla's spines. He turned his eyes down to the little one, snorting when seeing her amazement. He felt good after that, it was nice. It had been a long time since he had let himself go like that. This was no fight, it was a play between parent and offspring. He could get used to it.

"That was so cool!" Hime hopped in place again, almost falling face first. Godzilla caught her with the tip of his tail and she held on to it. "Do you think I can do that too?"

"Maybe when you're older..." The king answered, moving the tail back and forth slightly. Hime didn't let go.

"Can I try now?"

"Let go first." Godzilla rumbled watching as the little one quickly let go of him and readied herself, as if imitating her father's stance. He huffed, feeling a soft swelling of pride on his chest from that vision alone.

He watched as she was able to spit out another small pellet of silk. It flew far, disappearing into the sea with a low sploosh. She let out an annoyed trill, not liking the results.

"Try again." Godzilla said encouragingly. "Use all the energy inside of you."

Hime did so, trying to find all the energy inside of her tiny body. But all that came out was another pellet, this one bigger, but that flew way farther than the other. Not without leaving a few strands of silk stuck to her fangs though…

Godzilla rumbled as Hime tried to pull the sticky silk off.

"Maybe when you're older indeed." He said.

"Your power is so cool." Hime whined once free of the sticky substance.

"I know." Godzilla answered, bending down to stay on her level.

"I wish I could do that too…"

"The pellets are a good start." The king tried calming his little one. "Mothra will be happy to know about it."
Hearing the name of her mother made Hime remember what had happened before.

"By the way…" He squeaked softly, worried. "I accidentally hit a human with it…"

Godzilla snorted loudly at that, a deep rumble coming from the bottom of his chest.

"You have good aim if you got one of them." He leaned and licked Hime's head, apparently not noticing how confused she was by his words. "Good job."

Let's just say that Mothra wasn't as happy about it when Hime told her later that night. But she was indeed proud of her little silk pellets.

"I'll teach you how to shoot it farther away." Mothra chirped happily, pressing her fluff against her youngling. "And how to make a full string."

"Do you think someday I'll be able to shoot blue fire like dad does?" Hime squeaked.

"Who knows?" Mothra trilled, but she wasn't sure, nobody was. The fact that Hime inherited one of the moth's abilities was already unexpected, being that Hime was the first of it's type.

It made both the King and the Queen feel a bit relieved. That meant Hime could grow to be able to defend herself with other abilities besides just using her body. While her skin continued soft, her claws grew sharper and her skills with her very long tail improved. If once Godzilla and Mothra feared she wasn't going to survive, now they believed she had a good chance.

"If I have silk like you…" Hime mentioned at some point. "Does this mean I'll grow wings like you one day too?"

Mothra was taken back by the question.

"Who knows…?" She trilled again. That was the best she had, she didn't want to lie, she didn't know the truth. But Hime dreamed of flying. Mothra hoped her dream could become true one day.

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Flying with Mothra was one of the few ways in which Hime got the chance of seeing the world outside the island, far beyond the blue horizon. She couldn't believe how big the world was at first, how much land there was, how many different terrains there was, and just how much humans existed on the earth!

"But I thought humans were those flying things…?" Hime mentioned, hanging from Mothra's legs as they flew over a human colony.

"No, no, they use those things to see in places they can't go." Mothra explained. She also had to explain to her what were those metal birds that followed them around. "You see, humans can't fly, so they created fake birds to do so."

For just a second, Hime felt a connection with those tiny flightless creatures.

It was flying that she also met another titan. As they were flying over a massive green forest, a large mountain like creature stood out in the middle of the trees. It looked up as the moth flew pass, he glared for a second before noticing it was the queen, bowing his head gently.

"That's Behemoth." Mothra introduced.

Behemoth bellowed up at them, a deep sound that turned high pitched in the end. Hime roared back at him, trying to imitate his sound, coming out more like a squeal than anything else. Both were pleased with their first meeting. And Mothra continued on her way.

Hime liked flying. Hime liked leaving the island from time to time.

She knew why Godzilla didn't allow her to leave the island by herself yet, he had told it to her a long time ago:

"You're too small and soft." He had said. "There are other titans and humans out there. They'll kill you if they have the chance."

The thought of being killed had never passed through her head before till that very moment. And she felt a bit scared. Her dad didn't like humans, she understood why. But she didn't get why humans hated titans so much?

"We're too big and they're too tiny." Mothra explained once. "They are afraid that we can end up hurting people and destroying their hives."

That made sense, she also wouldn't like anyone who came by and destroyed her island or hurt her parents. But it made no sense for her at the moment. Her dad slept back at the island, Behemoth rested on his forest, and since she hadn't heard her parents mention any other titan being out and about, she considered that they were probably doing the same.

Why would humans want to hurt them even now?

Hime remembered once, when they were flying over an area. Mothra decided to make a stop, to show the view for her youngling, but they didn't stay there for long as small little things were thrown at them. Hime barely registered it till one of those little projectiles hit her on the leg; it felt like getting a small cut, something she was used to so she didn't mind it much.

Mothra screeched, covering Hime's form with her wings. Hime still was able to see what hat attacked them – if it could be called an attack.

Humans.

Hime didn't understand humans or how they worked, but there was something about the way they acted, the way they moved their arms and the tone of their roars and squeals that immediately told her what they thought of her and her mother.

"Fuck off, you disgusting monsters!" She had no idea what those sounds meant, but they weren't nice.

Mothra covered them in silk as answer to his roars and then left.

Humans really didn't like them. What made no sense to her, who would dislike Mothra of all titans? Thanks to that encounter and many others surprisingly similar, Hime understood why her dad disliked humans. She wondered if she should feel the same about them…